high school triggers

An old high school friend, lets call her leslie, someone who I once considered a best friend, posted something on facebook that indirectly insulted those of us who are upset about the election result and that we should “move on”. I feel so much anger towards Leslie. My mind travels back to high school - a very bad time.   I think of how much i desperately needed Leslie.  I thought of how incredibly insecure I was and how bad I felt about myself. How I kissed Leslie's ass, and accepted her treating me horribly so that I would have any friend at all. How I picked her up with my car every day for years during high school. How she felt that picking her up was not a big deal and she never even thought to thank me beause somehow I was the lucky one.  I notice that her facebook posts are backed up by her entourage of “friends” that tell Leslie that she is so wise and should run for president herself.  They let Lesile know how smart and wonderful she is.  I notice that her entourage worships her just I like I did.  My high school self, her name is Ally - comes out.  she is scared of isolation and death.  She believes she will end up feeling so bad that it wont be worth living.  there is no love or warmth in her life. I prayed that Leslie would not drop me as a friend.  that is how desperate I was.  Leslie's posts  are a reminder of Ally's desperation.  I need to remind myself, I don't hate Leslie, I hated how isolated and alone and worthless i felt.  I think of how far I've come.  i’m no longer that person.  During todays meditation I heard, “follow the triggers from the election - let them lead you to your healing.”  My high school friends post allowed me to get closer to my high school self and understand her better.  I can cry - I can empathize ally.  She had it so hard and I can feel that now so acutely.   I can use the triggers of the election to heal.