“At the least, he doesn’t hate me” says a lot about your past experiences with psychopaths, the pain that you felt and the self-worth that you lowered due to them.
Honestly, I am more disappointed with myself rather than disappointed with him for taking him as having good intentions at last, despite knowing the reality of his character for years.
Some dynamics stay the same,
Don’t blame the events,
When energy can be nothing but the same,
Forgiveness is a good virtue
Not for those having no sense of accountability
Or who just like to slip away
without any apology
They are toxic
No matter if you wanted to keep them close
Or if you did let them stay away.
It’s good to be co-operative,
But not that much that you turn your back towards your enemies or haters as an invitation to them to stab you,
Even if it’s just a filthy talk,
You never know who hates you and for what reasons,
thus once you notice any red flag,
I hope you don’t try to turn it into a white flag of peace,
Or try to be a dove in front of a hawk.
My sleeplessness and nightmares are in constant battle
Of ‘which state is painful more.’