It's true right? That love never fails? That love heals all things?

I've come to the conclusion that anger is a defense mechanism. Quite like shame. It distracts the feeler from the true extent of their loss. It's going to be ok and it will even be fun, but I now know what I am responsible for: only my anger and my loss. As much as it sucks, I'm not big enough to deal with everyone's anger, shame and loss. So forgive me if I can't walk with you the way I'd have wanted to, I'm just working out my own left from my right and that's about as much as I can handle.