So if you raise a child is that what you say? There are no bad people. It is ok to accept candy from a stranger or get into a stranger's car and I will never see you again and you may be found dead, maybe not, but just remember there are no bad people? Or maybe we just need to say that there are so many people out there with personality disorders that you have to be careful of? Gee I think there are a lot of them.

I am trying to think of the name of the man called the impaler I don't think it was the real Dracula. He wasnt a bad person now was he? Oh Vladamere wasnt it. Oh and what about that queen that killed so many young women and bathed in their blood.

Was Bernie Madoff a good person?

The person that drugged and raped me, that wasn't a bad person either?

So, if a therpist tells me it is not my fault it was just that it was with a bad person, he was wrong? Maybe he just felt entitled huh?

I am a very kind hearted person and I do try to understand others, and some ask me why I bother. My husband has told me not to be so kind hearted and care, and then I told him, that if I wasnt that way, he wouldn't be sitting next to me. No, I saw the good and I focused on that, but I did pay a price, it was hard work.

If an attorney has a client that took care of an old man for several years, missed work and took the old man to the hospital and went to his home three times a day to make sure he would take his medication and clean his back covered with sores from the shingles. And make his meals three times a day. This client was tired, it was a lot of work, he wanted to have a family member help, no one would come, no one. The old man considered this client as the only person who cared and even called him a son that he never had. He wasnt always kind either, he was suffering from cancer but he was all there mentally.

He could have dwindled away in a home where they just drugged him. The client didn't accept that. He stopped the drugs and brought the man home until he was well enough to garden and do things he enjoyed.

The old man decided to leave his money to the client and the client did not know this. The old man met with the lawyer who knew the client very well and knew the relationship the client had with the man. They were neighbors and the old man lost his sister and asked the client to invest the money and the client did that, no real big pay day on that one.

So the old man's health is really failing and the client went and renewed his license because he wanted to give him hope. The client knew he was dieing, no relatives came to the death bed. The client drove in a snow storm because he wanted to be there for the old man, he knew he was dieing and the old man was afraid. And the old man finally passed away.

The old man left the client a pretty good sum of money, he knew the client missed a lot of work tending to him and never complained. He knew the client was probably the only real friend he ever had.

The attorney did not do his job, he set up the will wrong and as a result the family members, distant, this old man had no offspring, said the client talked the old man into doing this. The client was an honest man. The old man, before he died told the client there was thousands of dollars in a safe and to take it. The client did not do that, he took the money and put it in the old mans banking account.

The distant family members dragged the clients name in the dirt. The attorney did a bad job representing the client, why? Because the attorney was protecting himself for setting up the will wrong. So, in the end the old man's final wishes were never carried out. And the old man did not like the relatives and he was very hurt that none of them would come and help him.

I think that was a bad lawyer. Now I didn't say evil, but he was a bad lawyer and he knew that he made a mistake and he drew out that battle and paid himself handsomely, the client pretty much got nothing.

No, I would like to think that there are no bad people. I always wanted to believe that. I still want to believe that. But I am tired of being let down.

No, I personally tried to be nice to my neighbor, certainly just because it took so much effort to get him to contain his dogs, he must be a nice man somehow. No, I wanted to believe that, and because I tried, I paid a heavy price.

Oh I would like to believe that there are no bad people, but I guess that is like trying to believe in Santa Clause.

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