I was checking a new comment here and saw this one from you Daiphanous. I love so much how you articulate this. And I recognize this dynamic and actually ask for your help and expansion on it. I think the question I have for myself is: I see this in me to some extent, especially with loved ones at the threshold of psychiatry, this beautiful “offer” of information and experience turning into something that feels like coercion. And I wonder what you could offer me as far as a perspective, or practice, that in some way honors/circumvents my own trauma and the harm done to me from an enforced illness and the gargantuan effort to see myself as not ill and just different (which I think we might fairly say is the source of the transformation of an offer into a coercion — and of course stems from fear of similar trauma being levied on them). I respect your words deeply and would appreciate your insight.