Look, you won’t catch me walking around pretending I’m a Saint. That should be super obvious, because you use my own admissions of failure to torment me. I’m extremely self aware.
And I see the good in people even after they’ve done me horribly wrong. Hence me being so nice to Dakota and still appreciating the good stuff and building him up while he tore me the fuck down. Hence the improvement in my relationship with Adam, which I initiated, not him.
So why the fuck do you stand there insisting that I’m missing something? Why do you insist I shoulder YOUR responsibility too?
The fact is that you are NOT self aware, that you can’t think about yourself the way that I do, and that the remaining gap between me being on your side and me being on mine is YOURS to fill up. All of that injustice that you feel remains is the result of your blind arrogance, not of my wrongs.
And lastly, hopefully anyway, the way that I live my life is none of your business. I do work, I don’t care if you don’t support it. I’m not living like you because I don’t want to be like you. Period. What I do, when I am free to do it, works. And if awful men would leave me the fuck alone, I’d rule the world.