I had never considered the terrible power inherent in having information,
all to yourself, that can bring others to their knees. What’s worse,
information that you have no choice but to share. It’s like carrying a
loaded weapon, and holstering with it the knowledge you have to use
it on the people you love the most in the world. Who do you tell first?
Who do you kill first? Then who? How do you lessen the blow? You can’t,
you can’t, it is what it is, you are putting a barrel to their heads, one at a
time. It feels the same, or worse, pulling that trigger, than it did having it
pulled on you in the beginning.