“Just leave, Andrew! Stop letting me hurt you! Just go away!” You shout at him, your body filled with pent up anger that you’ve been holding in for years. Yet, Andrew just meets your angry words with a gentle gaze.

“I’m not leaving. You’re not angry at me, you’re angry at your past.” Andrew says in an almost painfully gentle tone, slowly wrapping his arms around you, giving you the chance to pull away at any moment.

“Cry it out. You’re safe here. I’m not going to treat you like they did.”