I believe too strongly in the good of a person. I can never seem to grasp that a single person in my life couldn’t treat me right, couldn’t treat me gently and as I deserve to be treated. So whenever they defy that belief, but promise to “be better”, I listen. I grant that person an endless supply of chances. I cannot, for the life of me, accept that someone just might not be able to be good to me. I don’t find any sense in that. Just all seems foolish to me.