I can’t sleep. Mostly I sleep too much. Old memories plague me. The unfairness. The imbalance. The wishes I’d been selfish instead of giving kidness he didn’t deserve.
You keep attacking her character because you can't attack the facts. And it's eating you alive. When you can't rewrite what happened you try to rewrite who she is. Because destroying her credibility is the only way you avoid owning what you did to her.