Once in a while, images pop back up in my mind and under the light shed by the latest developments, I see them from a different perspective - and now I know you weren't peeking in because I was hurting you; you were peeking in because you were sick.

It is because you were sick that my actions hurt you; and I was hurting you because you were hurting all three of us: me, yourself and the two of you.

Sometimes it feels like I was the sane one and lord knows that's just wrong - that's just not how it goes, and if you force me to be the sane one, I always end up smashed up against a wall.