Neil Lennon faces a very difficult dilemma this summer.
After the game against Kilmarnock at the weekend, he was talking about how he had finally emerged from the shadows of some former Celtic managers; but at the same time, he was also thinking about the events that had taken their toll on him over the past couple of years.
Despite being thrilled about an achievement he described as the pinnacle of his career so far, and despite thinking about how he could build on it to compete in Europe, he said he would need to consider what would be best for him and his family.
One thing we know for sure about Neil Lennon is that he is absolutely committed to Celtic.
His emotional attachment to the club could be enough to see him through, at least for another year or two, to enable him to build on the good work he has started.
But there are times when other emotional attachments in life have to take priority.
Sometimes you get a glimpse into another person’s inner torment through a subtle glance they make, or in a miniscule change of expression. Sometimes it is the imponderable evidence that gives the game away.
By the time we get back to the rough ground of next season, it would be completely understandable if he had decided to walk away. Not from Celtic, but from the hatred and bigotry that must have had such a damaging effect on his life.
Fortunately, few of us will ever have to stand in Neil Lennon’s shoes.
Few of us will ever receive death threats; few of us will ever be vilified in the media.
Few of us will ever be sent packages through the post that appear to be explosive devices.
And therefore few of us will ever be able to understand the kind of darkness he has had to endure, just because of where he comes from, what people think he believes in, and because of the type of individual he has been made out to be.