It sucks to be the target just because you are the “safe person.”
ive played that game alot lately. "what if i could have done this or that to better support them or what if we had met before their abusive relationship." it takes a huge toll on my mental health. so sending you good vibesI hate the “what-if” game… never, ever let yourself go there. Damn, I’m glad we weren’t together before Iraq, because then I’d *know* what “what-if” was like.
I’m having a shitty “what-if” day. How can such an awesome person be such a PTSD ass at times?