"I don't think I will understand..

Until... YOU tell me you understand..."



I remember sitting in T saying *I* feel like I need a higher power/person/adult to forgive me. I didn't feel like the part of me that experienced the violation was worth while enought to forgive.

Then one day this *I* poked her head out from behind the me *I* have become and asked me to forgive her. This *YOU* was the me the *I* is today.

She wanted me to know the unrealness, to help her become real.