I have come from the opposite. I saw good in everybody. assumed they were all innocent in mistakes as my first judgment when hearing a story. believing outward appearances and talk about how they value things and live their lives. I was very sheltered and naïve. Although I have seen the unfortunate truth that not everybody is that way for many years now, it seems to me now that there is nobody like that in their core. I mean beyond singular acts. why all the deceit?