A close friend of mine who knows how much church means to me as a sanctuary invited a 3rd person to church last week. The third person has stirred up a lot of drama and said a lot of untrue things about me.
When I walked in and saw the Drama-mongerer in my sacred space, I panicked and walked out. I felt guilty for not being able to just deal with it, but I protected my very anxious self from someone who triggers me.
I think that was an act of kindness to me. I can worship God anywhere. I no longer force myself to be around people who wish me ill.