I had spent the last hour making sure the truth would be provable.

Now I handed it to the people whose job it was to prove it, and I felt, for the first time since I walked through the door, that the weight of it was no longer mine alone to carry.

This, too, was a lesson, and one I would recommend to anyone who ever finds themselves in the middle of something like this.

There is a powerful temptation, when you have been wronged and you have the means, to handle it yourself, to be the one who delivers the justice, to make it personal.