I was happy for your freedom.
And heartbroken you went free.
I’m happy you don’t have a horrible label that will be stuck with you for life.
I’m heartbroken that the victims will carry their baggage for life.
I’m happy you will see your son grow up.
I’m heartbroken that they might never have the peace that you now get to enjoy.
This conflict of sadness and happiness at once. It does not feel good. I wish the best for you and I hope that the worst happens to you all at the same time. I have no idea what that is, but I wish it would happen.
When something sad or tragic strikes, I have 24 hours to be sad before normal life must resume. So life will go on.