{{{{{{{{Dalila}}}}}}}}}}} You know exactly what I'm talking about!

My T likened it to a rotten spot on the layers of an onion. Each time you come around to that rotten part, you peel off a layer, continue going and you come around to it again, but like you say, at a different level each time... hopefully.

Knowing myself, I'll peel off those layers, but I sure don't want to feel the feelings! I don't want to hear his voice, a voice that I had forgotten up until recently. ... I don't want to go through this again!