We do good things. We do bad things. I did both.
I realised and accepted the both to the closest humans to me. Suddenly they forgot the GOOD ME which still exists and remembered and perceived that only the BAD ME existed which died and the reason I told them was that the BAD ME died.
I am happy. I am happy that after saying and accepting the bad, they aren’t left with any more to talk about the BAD ME!!
All left now is the lonely GOOD ME!!
