When justice is served, there is still sadness. Somehow I have the heart to empathize even with those involved with the darkest moments of my professional life. That’s what an emotional fool I am.

It’s a strangest day ever lived. I believed in something but no one believed in me. I was questioned, judged, embarrassed, humiliated. When I should be happy that I was right, I am sad that I was indeed right. I still wish I could have done something.

I need to get over this to get to the other side. But oh boy I wish I was not human today.