Excerpt 29 'Selfish people never prosper'

That’s when I realized, he wouldn’t have cared if I had lived or died. "So someone hurting you, made you do this to yourself?" No. Someone who traumatized me, someone that made promises they didn’t keep, someone who gave me hope for a better future, someone who claimed to have loved me only to realize that you were lied to, ruined a memory that I hoped would’ve been special. Maybe if I end my life, he would regret what he did to me. All the comments he’s ever made, all the scars he had left. He didn’t care. He wouldn’t have cared. Selfish people never do. That’s the thing with selfish people. They’re so consumed with their own well being, they forget about the ones around them. See we help people when big things happen to them, like when you see a car accident, or when a person in the family dies, were there for them because we can see that death kills more than the person it takes. And yet, the people around us who die a little all the time, moment by moment, who require the most help, the smallest sacrifice, are the ones we ignore completely. He had the chance to change my stars but he signed my death warrant instead. That’s when I realized I died already. He killed me. People kill people every day, emotionally that is - unintentionally and without knowing. Sometimes they do it knowingly and don’t care anyways like he had. Hurting people hurt people either by default or intent. Default just meaning they are so focused on their own hurt, that they unintentionally neglect others. Intent meaning, they believe a lie that somehow people hurting them devalues them, and as a result they want to devalue those that make them feel devalued. I think by definition, it’s obvious which of those he chose to inflict on me.