Why do people treat each other like crap? Why do we fuck with each other's heads and play insane mind games, withhold the truth, hide in ourselves and manipulate each other's feelings?

I mean... why can't we all take responsibility for our own psychological neuroses, and stop doing shit like this to each other?

And why are we all so susceptible that we can't shake feelings like that, even if the physical source of them is long gone?

I hate the game of him vs. her, I think it's so subjective and it just makes us so wary and jaded. People have questioned my judgment in still allowing exes passage into my life, and understandably so, but the difference to me is in intent, and in my need to forgive - not just for the sake of the forgiven, but so I can hope to be forgiven as well. I know this doesn't make too much sense. I haven't really thought it through well enough to articulate it.

I have been exhausted since coming home from work and am soon heading to bed. Am very glad the weekend is upon us - I have much to do.