As I type these words, I can look back on the situation and see how much I was blowing everything out of proportion. But in the heat of the moment these feelings felt like the most logical thoughts I’d ever had. My most irrational thoughts gathered up all the hurt from what was in these files and held it up to the spark of hurt from the unexpected question I was being asked. And soon a roaring fire burst into existence. Unresolved past hurts make for fantastic kindling of the most tragic kind.
