Thinking that I saw you again today filled me with terror. Looking at you now with unfamiliar eyes lets me know how crazy people thought you were. You’d call yourself unpredictable when everybody else saw through your instability. Me, I was blinded by my youth and thought nothing of associating closely with dangerous and psychopathic characters. I wanted to understand the misunderstood and the unconsiderable. Because I’ve been there too, of course. Lived with people’s ignorance and flawed judgments. You must understand, however, that there’s only so far I’m actually willing to go in order to prove a point to myself or another. I’ve worked through my martyr complex and no longer yearn for unnecessary nails.

So yeah. No hard feelings, okay?

— Anonymous, discovered near St. Mary’s University