I have heard people tell me that they would never even think of the ba things they hear of other people doing. They often say that [those people] must be evil for thinking of that.
You know what? I disagree. To be able to think of those horrible things, you need imagination, perhaps you need exposure to some degree of the macabre, some suffering of your own or those near you.
I know, because I have seen some stuff. Guess what, it has burrowed inside me and lives there. And when someone offends me, when someone hurts those I care about, the thoughts sin my mind can get pretty dark. Horribly dark. But I then, push those thoughts away…even if I could get away with it. Because.
I am a good person. A horrible good person.