The need to be understood is universal, that is a unreputable fact. It is a privilege amongst mortal feeble beings.
But being understood comes with its own risks. You feel pain and torment when you understand others feelings of sorrow and regret but feel joy and happiness when you know you are not alone.
This is the price of what you desire, emotions will come crashing down like a dam that's just been broken.
The power that you once wielded gone. Doing what's right isn't even possible, just the lesser of the two evils.
The love you once held so dear, now locked up deep down your soul in an infinite chasm.
Pain is your life and death your partner.
Gone.