Filled with a yearning to love, I thought the truth would heal. I was wrong. It hurt, and hurt bad. But that's the thing about truth, it can feel like a punch in the gut, taking all of the air out of you leaving you gasping for air. I have felt it many times. Watching someone else feel it is difficult.
I have no regrets about my actions. I prayed and prayed and then I let it go. Things are changing, just like I felt would happen back in India, and it's not over either. It is just beginning.