“It would be easier to hate you
if you were a monster the whole time.”
There were moments when you were tender, encouraging, and kind. There were even a few times you tried to advise and empower me. Maybe that’s why I’m so conflicted about you. Maybe it would be easier to hate you or even understand you if you were a monster the whole time.
© Sarah Doughty
Those moments were few
and far between,
but they were there.
I don’t often like to ponder these inconsistencies in the character of the man that took so much from me. But the fact remains, sometimes, as rare as these instances were, he suddenly became a caring human being. Perhaps it was only a means to throw me off guard. Or maybe he was an entirely different person during the day while sober. I don’t think I’ll ever know the truth.
What are your thoughts on this?