He was trying to talk me out of a strength, because my strength did not serve him.

The moment I understood that, every criticism he had ever made rearranged itself in my memory, and I saw them all for what they had actually been: not observations about my failings, but instructions for my diminishment.

I have never taken that kind of instruction again, from anyone.

Chapter 16 — The Post

In October, the past came back around, though not in a way I engineered.

St.