You can see no other side to them and you hate how you could have ever tricked yourself into believing this person has, or ever will be, capable of any good in this lifetime. The anger takes over and you are dragged exceedingly farther down into this pit of ash and sick and hurt. You feel your blood. You feel your skin. You feel the hot ember radiating deep within you. And in a torturous fashion you feel alive with hate. But at least you are feeling something.