So t i feel like i'm sorta-kinda rudimentarily beginning to understand how this "stuff" works. it's like you only shared little 'bits' of you, so you could be like a blank canvas or screen or something that accepted my projections so I could work with them. you were my grandma for awhile, my dad for awhile, and though it pains me to admit it my mother for a good portion of the time - if you had TOLD me that I was projecting my mother onto you, I'd have clammed up in horror and run the other direction (even though that was clearly the biggest piece of work I needed to do I never wanted to admit it!) - but you smart cookie you, you didn't tell me that's what I was doing. Somehow it still worked though. Maybe somewhere in my psyche I secretly knew and kept the knowledge from my ego huh!! I figured it out after you made that one comment in January that led to me pulling back my projections. Amazing, incredibly fascinating stuff this is. I am so incredibly grateful to you.