Good People Don't Do Bad Things

I spent a week with my grandparents, and we pulled apart some bad things that a person I always believed to be good had done. This phrase my grandma said helped me understand that there is making a mistake, and then there's having your entire perception of a person be altered, shattered, and mistaken. To love somebody is to accept them for all of their flaws. But what is a flaw, and what is plain wrong? Good people don't do monstrous atrocities, and that is a fact.

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In life, there are blurred lines: things that can be confused between being good and bad. There are many bad things about the world, Dolls: greed, power, and lust, to name a few. The bad things I’m referncing are not the first bad things that spring to mind; it is the type of bad that has a profound and lasting impact… the irretrievably horrific things. These are the matters that concern me. A bad thing is not something that stops you from speaking to someone for a few hours or a few days; it's the thing that leaves you so speechless that you forget what words are and how to use them. It is the thing that silences your soul and your essence. It's the type of thing that, when spoken to you, physically slaps you across the face, causing your skin to bleed, but more notably, your heart to ache. A bad thing is a thing so bad that you forget good exists in the world. Good people aren't capable of evil, not evil like this.

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Trust is what binds beautiful relationships. Trust is not just knowing that somebody you trust in will keep what you share confidential, but equally, that in their presence, you feel safe and sound. This, Dolls, my manifesto, is of a person I loved who abused the immense trust we shared and how it broke the world from beneath my feet. What mattered now wasn't how I was black and blue on the outside but how I was black and blue on the inside, scarred from everything I thought I knew but in fact, knew nothing of at all. I think when something like this happens, you do one of three things: grow from it, run from it or hide from it. But I believe I have done all three: I've developed my understanding of my core beliefs, cementing my trust within myself of the lines I would and could never cross, I've run from the sadness infiltrating every centimetre of my being, its blood running like cold water through my veins, and I've pretended it didn't exist, that I didn't exist, that if I stopped looking it in the face, it would disappear. But when a bad, bad thing is done, it's done, Dolls. And unlike many things in life, you cannot go backwards and change your actions.

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So, no, Dolls, after experiencing bad people doing bad things, I'd say I'm a believer in this harrowing, though effective quote... Good people don't do bad things. What do you think, Dolls?

Kisses,

COS x