I've wondered for a long time why I bother giving people the benefit of the doubt. I've asked myself why I consistently try to be a "nice guy" and do the right thing, even when I get hurt from it. Everything from little things that don't matter, to the big things I put a lot of effort into; getting noticed or gaining something out of it has never been my goal. I'm not perfect by a long shot, I mess up a lot. I can be a jerk and give up at times. But in the end I always default to the same thing. Do what's right and put others first; no matter what.
People screw me over, abandon me, talk behind my back, etc. But it doesn't matter. I guess I'll die face down in the dirt, spit on my face and a knife in my back; a nice guy who tried to do the right thing. And that's OK with me. Bury me with my boots on.
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