Revelations of a love that I never should have felt: He is angry. Incredibly angry. Anger is sadness, and sadness is depression. I ain't no doctor, but I believe he suffers from severe manic depression, mixed with survivor's guilt and Sociopathic tendencies. A true Sociopath would not suffer from survivor's guilt, because they are not able to empathise to have guilt, but his acute ability to manipulate and the inability to feel remorse for those manipulations are certainly sociopathic behavior.
And I didn't even know him very well.
And he hates me for knowing what I do.
And hate is love.