What I did I did because I thought it was the right thing to do. That should count for something, right? What I did I did out of love but also out of ignorance, and for that I had to suffer.
They had meetings about me.
In the end, long conversations. Hiccuping, weeping. Red face, swollen eyes. "Take ownership," "learning experience." And I will never know who cast the stone.
Everyone ignored me for an hour and a half as I cried.
So many people saying they just didn't understand. Why was it bad? And I explained the new truths I'd learned.
Why didn't anyone come to me about it? Why didn't they feel they could ask me to explain?
