Actually, it was a brief interaction with, a question from the still, small voice within (I call Him God). My response was as the Princess (daughters of the King are Princesses). It occurred as I was in church.
I now know the answer to the question. I no longer ask, "Why?". I am no longer innocent about "intense pressure over time".
I doubt I am a diamond (yet), but in time, I believe He will get me there.