I am a peaceful person (unless provoked)
And I have been told more than once by different people
That I'm one of the most non-judgmental persons they've met
and that there is not a drop of hate in me.
I'm a sappy idealist, and Lord knows I try to be a good person
And everyday I try to be more patient, compassionate, and loving.
everyday I try to see how I can act unselfishly.
I'm not perfect, but I do try harder and harder to be good.
it is my challenge to see goodness, and beauty
where others have given up looking
because I know it must be there.
I am certain it is there.
there is innate goodness in everyone
just as much as each has tendency to be bad
that is why in spite of what I heard about X,
we became close.
I treat X as a very good friend.
until.. everything falls apart.
X is just so different and so unreal.
X is another matter.
X is a vexation to my spirit.
X turns me into someone I don't like.
X tempts me to be just the opposite.
This "X", I refer to is like a tumor
that grows more malignant with age
unless you cut X away from you
and undergo emotional chemo-therapy.
even then, X can still re-appear a little later on,
like cancer and you have to go through more chemotherapy.
like cancer who acted like a good cell until it corrupts it.
and yet, at the end of the day
though I am writhing in anger and frustration inside,
I do not hate X.
because X is my greatest teacher.
my anger and hate is momentary,
I know, it's a natural, human reaction
and why not? I've been hurt more than...