I am not a good person. I mean, after being myself for my whole life, I have come to the conclusion that I am not good, not at all. There is a part of me that is good or that likes to pretend that I am good. This part of me tries to feel accepted, loved and respected. However, there's another part of me that is dark. Sometimes I feel that this dark part of me has so much anger that it can destroy the world. It can destroy everything that the other part of me has built over my entire life. I can give you some examples. Let's say, I don't always like people. I don't like to talk, I don't even like to go out. Mind you, I am not an introvert. But then, I am an introvert. There are days when I can become the life of the party and then there are days when people won't even know I am there. It's like this endless fight between me and the other me. I don't even...