Perhaps the things which happened could only have happened to me.

I do not know.

I never heard of things like them happening to any one else.
But I am not sorry they did happen.

I am in secret deeply and strangely glad.

I have heard other people say things--and they were not always sad people, either--which made me feel that if they knew what I know it would seem to them as though some awesome, heavy load they had always dragged about with them had fallen from their shoulders.