heartsore

I've been happy, sailing through the golden tunnel.

Just now, a friend brought up, talking on the phone, my daughter.  My daugher's birthday is in late June. This friend and I were scheduling a date and I said "I know June 26th is a Thursday because that's my daughter's birthday". That was okay.  Then my friend launched into a well-meaning analysis of something I had told her about my daughter. This something was a devastating episode in our shared lives, one that haunted our little family throughout her childhood.

I had told my friend only as one shares some of one's life stories from the past to get to know one another. This incident was traumatic.

I'm devastated