I feel like T would tell me that even if some things I said as a thirteen year old weren't 100% accurate or ended up leaving out other potentially relevant facts, my goal as a thirteen year old was simply to get my needs met and feel safe and manipulation is not a good term to use to describe that.

It's still just this empathy thing, thinking about the pain I caused my mom and my stepdad and my brother...how do I turn it off? Even if I say it wasn't my fault, there were certain things I did or neglected to do that resulted in a lot of pain for them. And feeling their pain for them and understanding how it must have felt is just making me want to go crawl into a hole and stay there forever. Too much empathy sometimes...