And then there is this realization, this sinking but somehow weightless feeling that you know will mean so much more. When you realize the one person you've loved from the moment sharp air filled your newly developed lungs, means less than nothing to you anymore. The moment you take that shining freedom, paired with so many burdens, into your hand. Then, and only then, you prepare to do the worst, only so things will be better. Maybe not for you, no, for you life will only become harder, more hectic, more painful, but for the ones that suffer alongside you, you're willing to take every moment of the pain to come. All to free them...