How do you tell someone that is genuinely trying to reach out, that you have no interest in them whatsoever. The artificial front that they present to the world, you know is a mask that they hide behind because they confessed it to be so while drunk, all the while I stood trapped, unable to leave or make myself care. I know now how to label it after years and years of hating, and before that fearing the very same markers that identify that personality.     Boisterous, narc...