There's darkness inside all of us. Some of us let it rule us. Some of us let it destroy us. And some of us rise to the challenge and fight it. All it takes is for that one person to believe that they're worthy. That we won't bow to poverty or hate or greed. That our life can be better than the shadows we let creep over it.
I believed everyone had a tolerance for darkness because life wasn't just light. Life wasn't rainbows and bunny rabbits nor good luck or easy fortune. Real life was hard. There was mess and lies and heartbreak. They deserved to know they'd suffer tragedies as well as winning. Because that was what made an empathic human over a monster.