I think that my brother suffers from a similar problem to me. I hope it's true, because the alternative would be that he likes hanging out with bad people because he believes that he is a bad person.
He wants to convert them. To lead by example.
It's what I want. To show bad people that it's great and fun to be good. Granted, it's my kind of good, but you have to admit to it being a decent start.
Besides, I love them. In the same way that I love all human beings (Satan does not count as human, seeing as how she's pure, concentrated evil).
So, the temptation to get to know them and try and figure out why they are bad, and maybe help them not be that way, is pretty strong. Only you can't. Because they don't want help. So you wind up associating with scum and being associated with scum. Which results in you being confused. Now you're crazy and scum.
Somehow, for the most part, I've shown pretty good judgement on this front. From what I hear, my brother continues to hang out with scum. This doesn't mean that he doesn't have good judgement... just that he hasn't worried about the effect on himself when deciding who to come in contact with. Course, everything I know comes second-,third-, or (in some rare instances), fourth-hand.
Right now he's looking for a fresh start, and I'm more than happy to help him. He's a good man in need of a good life.
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I suspect that he does it because 1) bad people have the most fun, 2) a bad crowd is easy to find (and a good crowd takes effort), and 3) he suffers from low self-esteem, but only a little. I strongly doubt he's trying to help those poor girls give up stripping and those guys give up getting drunk and stealing. And the thing is, he hangs out with the same type of people no matter where he is (Seattle, Hawaii, Alabama), so moving here won't change who he hangs out with... much.
Which reminds me of a joke: How many shrinks does it take to change a lightbulb?
*high-fives Jack*
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