Only with time can you find out what a person really is like.
I hate to say it, but I'm starting to really dislike people. Not "Oh, I don't like YOU" in a specific fashion, but I've been hurt so many people, in so many ways, so many times that I just don't care anymore.
I'm going to still art, and I'm going to still be who I am, but I can no longer afford to care about every single person, or even bother to help like I used to.
Why? Because I'm tired.
I'm tired of being yelled at.
I'm tired of being abused.
I'm tired of being used.
I'm tired, and I can't take any more.