Bide your time. There will come a time when you are able to dispense justice to both sides, as warranted. Until then, I can only advise patience.

[Admittedly, he should have taken his own advice. His own anger had overwhelmed his sense and he paid the price for it. Even now he can't really let go of it.]

My condolences, for your losses. Would that I could assure you that what you feel will fade in time.