...and the last shall be first

On a personal note--- thinking  (after feeling good that you said you had to confide in me about something sad that happened in your life, the part I hate the most about the whole thing was that you told everyone else and commiserated with everyone else a week before you told me):

 I'll pretend to think you think highly of me since your actions are speaking louder than your words and now that I know what I know. And I've given myself permission not to be affected, not to care as a result.