"'She sounds like an emotional vampire,' said Myrna, at last.'
'A what?'
'I ran into quite a few in my practice. People who sucked others dry. We all know them. We're in their company and we come away drained, for no apparent reason...I saw it with my clients who'd been abused either physically or emotionally. The relationship never starts with a fist to the face or an insult. If it did there'd be no second date. It always starts gently. Kindly. The other person draw you in. To trust them. To need them. And then they slowly turn. Little by littlle, increasing the heat. Until you're trapped."
'But, Lillian wasn't a lover, or a husband. She was just a friend.'
'Friends can be abusive. Friendships can turn, become foul...She fed on your graditude. Fed on your insecurites, on your love for her. But you did something she never expected...
You stood up for yourself. For your art. You left.'"
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