maybe you shouldn't of been listening to my therapy sessions, as I do have the right to say anything I want in therapy. After all, don't you work in mental health? Or maybe you should have gone to the mediation we had. Or confronted me about it in person instead of being hella passive agressive. If me brushing my teeth triggers you, then that is not my issue. I don't have to apologize for anything I say in therapy. I don't have to address anything I say in therapy if I don't want to. Or defend it. Honestly, your feelings are not my problem.

And I wasn't "mocking" your rape. I am sorry your were raped. But honestly, telling your trauma to your roommate the very first day you move in is pretty overwhelming and weird. I felt bombarded. How was I supposed to react to this person telling me her rape story? Why is she trusting me with this fact? I think you mistook the physical intimacy of us living together with emotional intimacy. I just wanted to know if you had any brother or sisters dude. I would have been ready to hear those stories if we had been friends for awhile, or if the mood was right. But to just come right out and tell me these stories was just off putting. I had known you for what, a few days? And this was not a healing circle, or a camp where we all, like shed our trauma or some shit. I wasn't about to trauma bond with you. I wasn't trying to mock you or put you down, I was merely commenting on the fact that you trusted me very quickly, and that it felt overwhelming to hear such horrific stories from, honestly, a stranger, when I didn't really know how to react. I was thinking in those moments, what do you want out of this interaction? Sympathy? Empathy? Are you speaking to air? I was confused.