I'm so sorry you had to endure that
It wasn't your responsibility
They hurt you
It wasn't fair that happened...
... And on and on.
My T knows, I think, that gentle sympathies like this trigger me. Part of me ignores it and another part wells up in some recognition for her pain I so scarcely acknowledge.
I try not to label my "trauma", and I don't think I relate it or talk about it much. It's been 4 years... I trust my T so much, or do I subconsciously not?? Or is it me I don't trust? How do you believe empathy or even feel entitled to better even if temporary?