The pain passes, but the beauty remains. I once read that revenge is a confession of pain. Revenge is not what I seek. So maybe this is not pain I feel at all. I cannot fully articulate what it is.
And I realize that those people who didn't understand my silence... before when my survival depended upon it... will probably not understand my words now.
So as Brother Esau so often says, I will own this feeling. It is mine, and mine only.
You may continue to call it pain. I will call it a sign.
