We've known this for decades now, no denying, but nobody likes hearing negative things being said about themselves. Not even if it's a whisper. Tonight though, the voices are having a choir in my head tonight and the monsters stay awake. We have came to this. The one fact I’ve been waiting to confirm all my life: humans are selfish.

When someone close to us passes away, we think not about how much they suffered before their passing but instead, we focus on our loss. That we lost a great friend, that we lost a source of comfort, that we lost a good person in society. We. Us. It has always been, and will always be, about ourselves.