The squatter has departed. For good this time. I feel relieved and like there’s much recovery to take place now.
I went to a place mentally I haven’t been in for quite some time and it scared me. Thankfully I had a therapist appointment this morning and got to talk about it and all of the pain that has resurfaced. It’s not just about the squatter’s influence on my mental health, but the way that I turn it back at myself. It literally turned from why is this person such a horrible person to why can’t I be more direct and strong with all of the boundaries in person?
It’s not me. It was never me. Not now, not 10 years ago, not when I was a child, NEVER. It was NEVER me.
Leave a Reply