They don't deserve me because nobody deserves a friend like I was. I think I hurt them too much to ever get to call myself their friend. It has nothing to do with who they are or what they did. It's because of what I did to them.
I kept trying to push them into that awful view of the world. I encouraged them to kill, then made fun of them for killing. I encouraged them to make friends with more people, then I told them that the bad things I did to their friends were their fault.
They aren't a bad person. They just had a bad person bullying them, making figuring things out a billion times harder. I could have helped them with puzzles, or told them how to solve people's problems, or tried being anything but awful. Nobody tried to defend them or show them how to fix the whole entire underground. They had to try and do it on their own.
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I kept trying to push them into that awful view of the world. I encouraged them to kill, then made fun of them for killing. I encouraged them to make friends with more people, then I told them that the bad things I did to their friends were their fault.
They aren't a bad person. They just had a bad person bullying them, making figuring things out a billion times harder. I could have helped them with puzzles, or told them how to solve people's problems, or tried being anything but awful. Nobody tried to defend them or show them how to fix the whole entire underground. They had to try and do it on their own.