It's funny how a seemingly small shift in perspective, something you learn in therapy, can suddenly make so many past interactions click into place, like you're finally seeing the whole picture for the first time. It's wild to look back and see how much I was operating on a completely different operating system, all those years. The 'click' isn't just understanding what happened, it's also a deep sense of compassion for the past me, who was just doing the best with the tools she had, even if those tools were... well, broken.