Fawcks said:
It's hard to say if I'm a good person or not. I don't know. I do tend to be overly generous, and people have taken advantage of me for this in the past. So, no, I don't think I'm the kind of person who does those things like refuses to drive out to a friend. The reason I don't emotionally invest in my friends is likely because it's not of any great value. It's hard to say I wouldn't miss them when they're gone, or maybe I really don't care. Won't know until it happens (well, again, anyway). I'd be very disappointed if I were upset, however. That'd be a second error in judgment, and I should know better by now.
I think there are two different interpretations of yourself. One is your own interpretation, which can be unreliable as it can change with your current mood, state of mind, actions, ect.
Then there are what other people think of you in general. I personally hate it when people call me a nice guy because I don't think I am. But everyone keeps saying I am a nice person. There are one or two people that hate my guts, but that is normal.
It's contradictory. I don't think I am a good person, some of my actions are not nice either; but the majority of people I know, label me as a nice person.
Who do I believe, myself? Or the masses? My own opinion, or the collective opinion of all my fellow humans?
When you can't figure it out (like me) it eats away at you, makes you angry, sometimes miserable. You second guess yourself all the time, and it isn't fun.
Hell, my first impression of you was someone stuck on a woman leaving him, and whining on the interwebs, arguing all those with something to say.
But this post makes me stop and re-evaluate because you have explained a little more about the friends deal. (Which is the whole reason I was angry in the first place, don't mess with my friends; I won't let it happen, even if my friends do.)
Am I reading the end right? You would be disappointed with yourself, if you lost a friend, and you were upset by it? Because you knew better.
So you try and remain unattached to friends and the like? To avoid any pain or unpleasant feeling if you lost that friend?
Almost like that grizzled old sergeant in a war movie, he doesn't learn other people names, and doesn't become friends with the FNG's; so that when they end up dead, it doesn't affect him(as much)?
^Am I interpreting things right?