Yeah.

"I, I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere." So, um, I wrote that essay as a way of cathartically h- letting out some of my mental duress that I felt.

Um, it was something that my therapist had said, "You know, maybe you wanna journal about that," and I was so inspired by, um, uh, that process, that journey, that I wanted to share it, and I felt, I...

The surprising part is the response I got, uh, was overwhelming positivity.

Mm-hmm.

And then he performed several acts on me which I was not comfortable with and pleaded for him to stop, told him that I needed rest, and that if he came, came back in a few hours after I had rested, I would do whatever he wanted.

He left.

Five minutes later, as soon as I had, you know, a moment, I went and took a, [sighs] the coldest shower I've ever taken.