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Originally Posted by StbGuy
I know how horrible that is, but yours sounds somewhat worse  . It leaves deep scars, but they only surface much later in one's life sometimes, like they did with me unfortunately. I buried all this stuff nice and deep, where I couldn't access it consciously. There it sat, eating away at me, making me the monster I am today. |
No you are not a monster, just very badly hurt. A beautiful object that gets broken, may be in pieces and perhaps the damage is irreparable but those pieces retain the traces of the former beauty perhaps in texture, or colour, or design. So somewhere underneath the scars is a decent person who cares about others so deeply that he blames himself for the things they don't or can't have. A monster wouldn't have those feelings.