Bad Person or Just A Coward?

Do you ever wonder if you're a good person? Sometimes, I wonder if I am. Usually, I think I'm pretty good--certainly not evil, but occasionally I'm not so sure.

If you knew someone who's work had caught fire when they were there, wouldn't you call to just make sure they weren't traumatized? Especially if it was someone you had known a long time. It's the decent human thing to do.

Yet, I didn't. Because I couldn't get over my hurt pride and whatever else I was feeling. I didn't want to talk to him, so I didn't call--even though I knew I should. I mean, when he came on MSN tonight (two days later) I asked if he was okay, but I still feel kind of bad.

It was just that I really didn't want to talk to him. I mean, it's not the break up. At least, not really. It's more the after stuff and the residual awkwardness. Mainly, I didn't want to talk to him because of something that had happened at Jesse's a couple weeks ago.

Still, I think I probably should have called him. I thought about it. Considered making Taela do it, but in the end I couldn't talk myself into it. So am I a bad person or just a coward? Sometimes, I just don't know. Maybe a little bit of both.