The Revenge of One Humiliated
He is crying, he is crying the way he made me cry, and I watch him, I watch him without emotion, I watch him the way one watches an insect that has been crushed and is dying, and I tell myself that this is what vengeance is, this is what it does to us, it transforms us into what we hated, it makes us become what we loathed, it teaches us to kill what was alive in us and replace it with emptiness, silence, nothingness.
"You destroyed my adolescence, Christophe. You destroyed the girl I was, you destroyed my confidence, my joy, my ability to believe in myself, to believe in others, to believe that life could be beautiful. You made me someone who is afraid of everything, who distrusts everythin