He owed them nothing, but he indulged them to see if there was any understanding among them. They ridiculed his many afflictions as fiction. They reviled him for telling the absolute truth about the state of his condition. He explained to them thoroughly his misery. Again and again, he reiterated the agony of his story. He realized that they were cowardly when they mockingly replied, “Yeah, me too,” but then they fell silent in fearful trembling when he said poignantly, “the things that I have been through would have already killed you.”