I wasn’t hurt until you told me I understand that I should be. Those “remarks” didn’t even pinch my skin until you twisted them into my soul. It didn’t appear to bother me at all until you through that mirror in my face. I guess you were right it was cruel and mean but why don’t I feel better after you told me about “my pain”? Maybe I should think more about my own feelings and own up to them or maybe… their yours instead? I don’t know all I know is I now feel hurt and I’m even confused whether I should thank you for this revelation.