Oh. I'm sorry. I don't even have really nice and reassuring things to say, because I don't things are real. I still see the same ghost I've been seeing since I was six. Every day, every day, every day. My ex is dead. My ex-husband. I don't see his ghost, though.
I've hurt someone on purpose, but they were a bad person. I think legally that makes me bad too. I think legally my mom was bad, but she wasn't thinking right. Legally we're all kind of bad. But we're not bad people.