It took me a longer time to digest what you wrote lately when my head had been in many knots I could not untie. I read carefully this paragraph over and over.

My inner child sulked aside telling me to learn my lessons well. Being too nice did not save me from harm or hurt. Recently, when I was interviewed for a job which required me to resolve the neighborhood's complaints, I totally rejected it. I knew I have not recovered from feeling traumatized. I became selective in who I should be helping.

But I do realize that the universe worked in our favor by bringing different people to us to help us. The so-called kindness in return would not come from the same fella we did good to.

By the way, Alberto, would you please recommend me which book should I start reading from Haruki Murakami?