It’s nice to be nice, when you mean it and when you don’t. Both ways it’s kind to be kind. Everyone has thier own mental illness abd I like to say mine allows me to usually remain civil and professional and rational. It’s not that I don’t understand things and peoples reasons – I just wanna be permitted to be the assholes they are sometimes but I don’t do it intentionally. After living with someone for a while you learn almost all thier mental tricks and start using them. The good part is when you start caring less about thier feelings, because then you can say almost anything that bothers you, abd you can tell them the things you thought abd think nothing of destroying the relationship. Is that trust?