I could not defend what I did not quite accept I was guilty of, nor was I willing to take on feeling ashamed or place blame. I didn't believe I have been so wronged by people. Later, distanced from that well-meaning attack I could see my flaw was in not judging people. Therefore I can't be a good, bad or poor judge of character. I walk a fine line of responsibility and accountability.
Life genuinely is better and more peaceful.
Socially accepted negative habits are tempting to indulge but do not positively enhance life. Faulting, like inappropriate shame and blame is a waste of energy. The awkwardness and challenges of living out of a van those cold and wet winter months like most pain faded with time. The treasure of so many precious gifts remains with me and expands. I met many magical people.