Ever had someone come to you with an idea, a thought, advise, meaning well but then it ends up doing more harm than good?
And then you're left there, holding your tongue (biting into it with every last ounce of power you have, more likely), trying not to let all the venom flow out so they won't get hurt.
Later your curled into a ball, bleeding (metaphorically or not), and you're wondering that if only you would have let it all out you may have been relieved, something might have released and cleared, if not everything, at least some of the air. Even if it won't clear anything up, why must you suffer to protect them? They didn't have the courtesy to protect you, or they thought whatever needs to be said transcends your pain. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. Why can't you be like them?
