Trauma is relative, he wants to tell her. So is pain and so is love.
The mind can only fabricate so much perspective for itself: every new experience changes the parameters for viewing the ones that came before it. First loves seems like true loves before someone else comes along. Separation seems like agony until it’s twisted into loss. But that doesn’t make the pain or joy the moment any less valid, or the memory of fear and pain any less harsh. The gift and curse of perspective can be given only by Time, while the moment is lived in the heart. In all its beautiful brutality."
(Ok, maybe Collision. I’m flexible on this one.)