Down is a lot easier than up

I recently come across a person who told me that he's trying to rate me and figure out who is prettier, me or another girl after their failed attempt to guilt trip me to make time and spend time with them. I firmly let him know that I was not in a competition with any other women or men, especially in terms of how physically attractive I look, that I highly dislike his comment and as I said those with raging voice that I try to hide, I mentally question why I even let myself get acquainted with people with such an unhealthy mindset, how I've always had a circle with very similar perspective as I do and for a moment, I quite consider myself Mother Teresa for having the patience to talk to this person without losing my sanity. 

But I believe my words went straight over his head as he had zero idea what he said wrong, he genuinely had no idea how unhealthy that kind of mindset is or how unacceptable it is, which I believe is mostly because he have been surrounded by people who constantly does the same and that was quite natural to him. 

That being said, he is old enough to understand right and wrong and the reasons are just not enough to justify his actions.

Which  then makes me think of all the people I let in my life despite being well aware that their intentions are always the worst and they weren't the type of people I would want my mom, sister or dad would be friends with. Then why I keep trying to be patient with people? Why do I keep trying to be friends with people I know have the unhealthiest mindset? Do I really believe that I can change people for the better if I remain as patient and try to reason with them? 

Am I really that naive???

or is my attempt to rescue someone fuelled by vanity and narcissism???

I mentally search for the right thing to do.

The Christian in me tells me that Christ befriended tax-collectors and prostitutes. How dare a part of me cast aspersions on the motives of the part of me that is trying to help? 

BUT Christ was the archetypal perfect man. and I, on the otherhand gets cranky without her daily dose of espresso, lost her temper when people leave her room with the door open, pretend she needs to poop after every dinner so her sister would ended doing the dishes 🤦🏻

I might change my mind tomorrow like I often do but tonight I make up mind that I am going to stop trying to justify people's unacceptable behaviour just because I believe their character is shaped by their environment and birthplace which isn't their fault or choice? they are a noble victim of unjust circumstances and exploitation?

But am I a strong, generous, well-put-together to even offer a helping hand? Maybe being acquainted with people as such will only spread the delinquency and not the stability? 

Down is a lot easier than Up.