I know the priest was solid I just didn’t understand. The others are not bad people I just misinterpreted normal politeness and kindness as love so very often because of how little I experienced love.
Thankfully T is OK being the one solid one... at least for a while. He even joked that he might need to up his self care.
I guess I just never realized how distorted my thinking was because of how I grew up... now I am and it’s pretty scary.