To live with your whole heart in something, that is the most beautiful way to live. I lived with a heart of steel for too long, and now I yearn for a heart of fire. I believe I can find it.
I love that woman, you know her by this point. The one I call "the obvious exception." I love her very dearly, but to love her I must reconcile the difference of the image with reality. I must weigh the fact that what has happened to me is not what I had percieved but instead something else entirely. There is a chance, indeed she recognizes it in her heart as well, that what she did to me and my ex-husband could be seen as... malicious, or evil. I will no longer deny these things! She has done evil to me, she has been mean spirited, and destructive in nature in the pursuit of her own pleasure, but in that is where I choose to forgive her. I could never deny someone the pursuit of pleasure having been denied it so long. I must respect the evil within her actions to uphold this new axiom I hold so dear. I cannot even begin to forgive her until I recognize the malice done upon me, so I recognize it, and then I move on with my life. Trusting her with all my heart in this manner, this is the foundation of love. This will not be the first time I love someone who has hurt me, nor will it be the last. Powerful people like this harm people like me all the time; it is the slaughter of ants they did not notice; it is purely accidental.