You know how you can have someone you hold dear to yourself, and trust them with anything, and they end up hurting you, but you hold onto them anyway? Today I came to terms with the fact that one of my childhood friends who I knew for 16 years had repeatedly emotionally and verbally abused and exploited me. I never really looked back on those moments because I am a very forgiving person, but today after reflecting on her actions, and her intent behind them, she ended up shaping much of the way I see myself, and in turn created a lot of self depreciative thoughts and depressive feelings to manifest. It feels like everything I knew about my childhood has been tainted and wronged somehow. I'm still kind of in shock from the whole ordeal, so I can't really give you all my clear thoughts on this, but I thought that I would give everyone an update.