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Hannah Silver {Cinderella} (noglass_slipper) wrote in bellumlogs,

Hannah had to bite her tongue to keep herself from arguing. That was the problem with psychiatrists; sometimes they saw things in black and white when it wasn't that simple. She didn't know him, so how dare she make judgments?

No matter what anyone told her she'd always know it was her fault - maybe not entirely, but she wasn't completely blameless. She'd purposely been blind to his flaws, depending on him too much to allow herself to admit the fact that he might have been just as troubled as she was. Whatever problems he had, she had a feeling he'd kept them hidden around her, and she'd never forgive herself for letting that happen.

The facilitator immediately focused on Red's statement, emphasizing the fact that this wasn't their fault; that no one should ever hurt them in the first place, and they weren't the ones who were responsible for the actions of others. Doing so only enabled their abusers to continue the vicious cycle. "Wait a minute. Sometimes things are... complicated." Hannah tilted her head to the side, studying Red. "This friend of mine, I depended on him too much to take away my own pain and make everything better. He did the same, I think, in a way. He depended on me to distract him, to make him forget about his problems by focusing on mine and I let it happen. I should have put a stop to it, but I didn't." She glanced around the room, suddenly regretting speaking up. "I just... every situation is different. But I think I know... what you're saying." She shrugged, shrinking slightly under her psychiatrist's gaze. "That's all."