Truth and Deception
I am carefully tracking the pain and self loathing dug up by a relationship ending. I can feel my slight inclination to soothe and comfort. I don’t, I know it will hurt her. I would be doing it for me. This young woman sitting across from me has come so far, out of despair, through the knowledge of child sexual abuse, suffering and poverty to the place of finding love. That will matter again later, in this moment none of it matters. I affirm, yes there is a part of this that is yours to own. She relaxes. Truth has such power when the past is filled with deception.