Disclosing to an old friend and the release of tears
Taking courage from Intrepid, I disclosed my past to her. She held me as I sobbed. I have healed the rift. She is sorry for what happened. She doesn't hate me.
It is hard. I'm finding writing hard. I just wanted to share this with you all. Telling others, being honest, has brought the much needed release of grief. I am exhausted but more settled internally.
Edited to add. This is reading as very flat and emotionless. Sorry. It's like after the intense emotion, my protector has shut me down so I don't become overwhelmed.