What is your worst character flaw?
I expect too much of others. I judge too harshly, too readily.
I act impulsively, without regard for my own safety and without regard for the position in which this places those close to me. I suspect my partner, and former partner, have lost count of the times I've endangered their lives, their homes and careers. Not to mention their automobiles; livelihoods, in both cases.
I've evaded advances with oblivious smiles, most grievously in the case of Francesca Vecchio, as much to spare myself an uncomfortable scene as to spare her from any outright rejection. I can't trust myself to choose rightly in matters of the heart. I can't trust myself to let go, should I choose wrongly again.
I frequently am petty. More than once over the course of his undercover assignment, I begrudged Ray Vecchio his duty, because I missed my friend.
Effectively I have abandoned my home, and rarely do I see or speak with Maggie, my only family. I withdraw almost absolutely from those who care for me in times of grief or uncertainty. All things for which I resented my father, before and after his death.
Twice I failed Victoria, and true to her words, not a day has passed when I have not felt regret. If not strictly for her sake, then also for those it would justly pain to learn that she still provokes such weakness in me. Such love.
For all my sins, I really have no faith to speak of, outside the law. I wonder sometimes if I champion it so tirelessly not only out of genuine regard, but because it's my preferred form of penance.
Often I am not as forthright as I would care to be.
I act impulsively, without regard for my own safety and without regard for the position in which this places those close to me. I suspect my partner, and former partner, have lost count of the times I've endangered their lives, their homes and careers. Not to mention their automobiles; livelihoods, in both cases.
I've evaded advances with oblivious smiles, most grievously in the case of Francesca Vecchio, as much to spare myself an uncomfortable scene as to spare her from any outright rejection. I can't trust myself to choose rightly in matters of the heart. I can't trust myself to let go, should I choose wrongly again.
I frequently am petty. More than once over the course of his undercover assignment, I begrudged Ray Vecchio his duty, because I missed my friend.
Effectively I have abandoned my home, and rarely do I see or speak with Maggie, my only family. I withdraw almost absolutely from those who care for me in times of grief or uncertainty. All things for which I resented my father, before and after his death.
Twice I failed Victoria, and true to her words, not a day has passed when I have not felt regret. If not strictly for her sake, then also for those it would justly pain to learn that she still provokes such weakness in me. Such love.
For all my sins, I really have no faith to speak of, outside the law. I wonder sometimes if I champion it so tirelessly not only out of genuine regard, but because it's my preferred form of penance.
Often I am not as forthright as I would care to be.