"I know they're not doing the right thing, I know its wrong , but I still cant always just leave or avoid them ..."

"Have you tried doing the same thing as them?" she asked and I immediately smiled , expecting the question to come sooner or later 

"I tried ... I tried so hard to be like them ... to treat them the same they did to me ... but thats not me ..."

She sighed , I knew she's frustrated , almost helpless. She's trying to help me , thats her job but she can only do so much. 

"What happens if I just stomp on myself , on my identity for them ... what happens to me ..." I continued , asking her "For me , its a part of me to want the best for everyone else ... and If I lose that , I'd lose myself ..." 

"I understand ..." she replied and I knew its not just the repetitive word we all are trained to say in these situations "Enter the room everyday , knowing you have a purpose there. but as soon as your purpose ends there , turn away and leave. Give yourself time alone and give yourself space to heal ... " 

"That sounds like a plan ..." I smile "Sometimes we know the right answer , we just need someone else to remind us of it" I continued making her smile.