The house on Elm Street burns It was about three years ago when I told my therapist, in talking about my ex, "I guess I should feel good that she's happy and wish her well..." His response? "That's preposterous. It hurts too much for that and you know it. You can let that bullshit go." I appreciated his honesty. I understood my own truth in that moment. It was preposterous then. And, it still is. Some hurts heal. Some scar over. Some leave sensitive spots. If you can't fix it, at least don't pretend something that's not true. -- doug smith