That's what makes this a little tough. It is bittersweet for me.

Finishing a book is bittersweet. You spend days getting to know the characters. Learning their nuances, their faults, their loves, their lives. They become your friends, acquaintances, enemies. And after the story ends, you miss them. You look for them in your own life, wonder where they’ve gone, you forget that they aren’t real. You fall in love with the hero and dream of him at night. The strange girl becomes your best friend. Their heartaches become your heartaches. You laugh when they laugh. And cry when they die. Eventually you realise they aren’t a part of your world, you were just briefly visiting theirs.

Tough times never last, but tough people do.

He?s got a job to do. He?s got to make unpopular decisions. He?s got to make tough decisions. I?m not going to go in and cry over spilled milk. I?m not going to be a baby with the coach because he chooses to do something.

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time.

Victory is always bittersweet.