
People who are quietly not good—not cruel, not dramatic, just consistently and reliably oriented towards their own comfort at other people’s cost—tend to be socially excellent, easy to like at first meeting, and surrounded by people who are in various stages of realising something is slightly off without being able to say exactly what, because the selfishness operates below the level at which most people feel comfortable raising it
They’re the friend who remembers your birthday but forgets to return your calls, the colleague who’s helpful when others are watching but vanishes when real support is needed — and somehow, you’re the one who feels guilty for noticing the imbalance.







