as a child, i believed that the world was a good place. i believed that only people in movies could lie so much and that things don't actually "happen like that". i believed that the world had good people.
believing in all that was the biggest mistake i could have ever made. and it only took one person to prove to me that all of those beliefs were completely untrue.
the world is full of liars and cheaters. but these liars and these cheaters, don't get in trouble for lying or cheating, but sometimes even get rewarded. they are granted with things like money or a new house or even a brand new family.
movies are created because there are true stories behind them. people can't "make things up" because terrible things happen in our society everyday. people leave, people die, people cry, people steal and ****. movies sometimes do show that things "happen like that". they may even "happen like that" right under your own roof and maybe, you didn't even see it coming.
in my mind, people are bad, unless they do something good. i used to think this was pessimism but now i consider it safety. i used to think that this certain man that i knew was the greatest man on earth. he held me on his shoulders, so strong, and blessed me with his words, so wise and showered me with his love, so plentiful. until one day, he didn't feel like it anymore. and then he left me without. i don't really remember those days, but i see pictures where the smile on my face can only show how freely he gave his love. but giving love is a choice. and now he chooses to give it to someone else.
as a child, i guess i wasn't all that smart. i believed that this world was a safe place, free of liars and cheaters and bad people. i believed that movies were telling fictional stories and that people were so good and pure. but i was wrong and now it haunts me when i sleep, and even more when i wake up.