Let me explain: when I stayed at Gwynmont as my flooded apt was repaired, both Suzanne and Stephanie ran into me in the guest room, before and after yoga. They were in gear, and made comments of improvement in quality of life overall, or how today's class improved something specific. After a week of this, as my post sepsis stopped improving, I asked if I can join a class. Both said they're uncomfortable with that. Skipped only a day before resuming stopping by the guest room for a day, and then restarted sharing how great yoga was. I asked if there was another class time. I was screamed at for being selfish.
