Pure Concluded Stupidity

You hurt me today. And I swore I would never let you do that again. Way to ruin one of the days that should have been the brightest and most happiest for June 12th and 6pm was my graduation ceremony from my university in undergraduate studies in English.
But alas, we all know shit happens. Things that are way beyond your control and things that you are unable to prevent.

You even made me slightly cry tonight. And I never cry.
You live in such a charmed life that nothing bad has ever happened to you. Thus making it so that you cannot even begin to understand the depth some people are made of and have acquired through the damage that has been done to them.

Why are people like that? How can they just judge and manage to hurt a person such as I who has so much passion and compassion for life and people. How can you be so that just judges and never thinks yourself to be wrong even though you have been brought up in such a skewed world that has seen no turmoil or hurt.

Furthermore, how can you have just judge and questioned something that I consider to make up part of the very core of my being and not feel any sort of empathy for unnerving me? How can you been so heartless and call me false for something that I have such passion for. Calling me fake and evasive. Evasive is true, but you couldn't even begin to understand why. And what kills me is that you have never tried to understand. And what kills me the most is the great potential that you have within yourself to be so much more and so much of a better person in terms of morality and humanity than the jaded person you are now.
It's the fact that people refuse to even become remotely open-minded to consider even the possibility that things might not just be one sided.

I hate that people fail to live up to expectations. Yes, why should they? But again, how can people be so unethical. I still cannot fathom how people can be so cruel and heartless without it weighing on their conscience. (For I know I have a heavily sunken conscience raked with guilt on a day to day basis that makes me want to so right with the world)

You said that if I were really the way I lived my life, then I would not care so much.
But the part of me that does care so much makes up who I am. It makes me the compassionate and passionate person I am and live up to everyday because what is life without passion and empathy? What is life without the true world? What is life without the faith and belief that things can be so much more than the cruel existence life presents every day.

I do hate how I always seem to let people in and give them an infinite number of chances regardless of how they have treated me and made me feel. I hate how I am so forgiving. And I really hate how I cannot help but be a good person.

If it were really that, then I fear the person I would have been.
I fear the even more dark and twisted person I could have become.

But you know what? You're so not worth it.