Ghosts from the past rise up to remind me that sometimes, the truth is too much to bear, to serve out here, for all to read.
I guess I should have expected that – step four is mine, and mine alone. I see now that I am not ready to make amends to all, just yet. There is MUCH anger left hanging, from both sides – but I will get through mine.
Slowly does it. Gently does it.
You won’t be mentioned again, despite your roll.
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