Just when I think there's hope, you say or do something that brings me right back to reality: You are not an inherently kind person. You could be, you've got it in your blood, but ultimately, you always put yourself before anyone else.
This is what you'll fall back on someday when you're confronted, asked why you did this, or why you didn't do that, or why you're the way you are. You'll cowardly use the line: "I'm not a good person; I tried to tell you."
All that translates to is that you're a lazy person. You're a selfish person. You're a person who had unconditional love from all of those around you and all you did with it was take it for granted and give only the minimum in return. You're constantly falling back on the I'm-not-a-good-person,-so-why-try? excuse. You know what? You're right- you're not a good person. You're a bad person who struggles to do good. I'm a good person who struggles to keep from being bad. No wonder we don't get along for more than a short while at a time.
I'll keep this to myself and not say anything to you about what I've come to realize (because, really, what good would it do?), but I will never have my guard down around you again.
