A story, my dear?

What happened to you?
Oh come here, don't be sad. Listen, I'll tell you a story, ok?
Good, it's about a boy that was afraid of life.
Oh, it was because he was afraid of himself. Yeah, it's a pretty interesting case. It all began years and years ago. The boy had been born in a very unique moment. The very same moment he was born, a very angry spirit had awaken from his slumber. Once in a while, and this while is really a looong while, this spirit awakens and choses a baby to possess. I could give you some names of the infamous people born on these rare and sinister moments, but that's not important for our story my dear.
Oh, you don't know them, it's past, when you get older you will probably get used to some of these names, but now let's preserve the magic of the story. You might ask me, what was he afraid of if he was doomed to be an evil being? Well, it also happened to be an even more important moment. Nature has it's cycle of choice. All the energies of this world, be it the clouds, the humans, the trees, were aligned. This alignment usually happens when trouble comes, it's like... a way to balance the forces. An adult is chosen by this alignment made of the good energy, that little hope every single one of us has in their hearts, and becomes a being made mostly of the good things existance has to offer. But, there was no greater evil assaulting the world at that time, for some reason, nature had chosen a child, a just born baby. Can you see the mess? Both good and evil had chosen that boy. What happened next? Well, he grew up, like any normal child in a normal family. Sometimes he would have these... sudden thoughts, that later evolved into actions. They were mostly aggressive, leading him to releasing his anger over those around him. Every child sometimes fight with other children or has some kind of silly discussion, that's normal, hours later they will be all playing together, as it has to be. But not this one, he would keep his bad feelings to himself, waiting for a good time to strike those he aimed.
Yes, he really was being a bad child, but only when he did those things, every other time he was a very good child, he would listen to others, and tried to help those he could. He even tried to defend others, knowing that at the end he would end up hurt also. The thing is, as he grew up, people did not tolerate anymore the aggressive behavior, because the good things were less noticeable than those bad. The boy, which was now a teenager, didn't want to end alone and sad, so, what he did?
No no, he couldn't just hide his evil side all of a sudden, but indeed that's what he tried at first. He held all those bad thoughts and feelings he had, hiding them inside. People started to like him more, because now they only had the good side to notice. But, things weren't going well.
Well, when you keep too many of these things inside you, they tend to damage you. The bad things always look for a way to hurting people, if you keep them inside like he did, they will start to give you a lot of pain. So, the pain inside him just grew and grew. They grew so much that they outnumbered the good things he did to people. At some time, he didn't feel like doing good things to people anymore, because he didn't feel good, he couldn't hear them, he couldn't help them with their troubles. People then started to get away from him, because he became a robot.
No no, not like having a metal body and lasers. He became a being that only did what he had to do, not considerating emotions involved. But the friends who were closer to him didn't accept that. They didn't want to see him like that, they felt like now it was their turn to do good things for him, by taking out of him all the sorrow and agony he carried inside. It took much effort, in order to free him from this bad weight he carried, but together they managed to succeed.
No, my dear, this wasn't a happy ending, remember that he had to find a different way now, because had he decided to take the same path, he would end the same way. And perhaps his friends would get tired of having to free him from him from his weight like that again and again. So, what do you think he did?
Well, he also didn't know. So, he thought about it, and he thought. My dear, he thought a lot, but everytime he would think about it, the thoughts got more and more confusing. He even thought about it doing the reverse way, keeping the good things inside so he would always feel good, but then, the bad things would really drive everyone away.
Oh, he could. There was another way to solve problems, if thinking about it doesn't help, stop thinking and try to live as good as you can, try helping people, try to please yourself allowing you do to things you like regularly, guard these words, stop thinking when thinking stops helping you. So, he was destined to live with that, extreme good and evil would always battle inside him, and for a while he lived with that. He made a lot of mistakes, and many times he thought about giving up, but the good side, although not as noticeable as the bad one, kept that little hope inside him. And even though he did not see it, he kept on trying after every mistake. One day, he started to do a thing he liked very much, which was, writing. It was his hobby, and he wrote mostly about epic stories, the kind of things he liked. But he always felt that there was something missing in his tales. This feeling drove him away from writing, for a long time. Until another very special day, when he was very angry at someone and wrote a letter to that person. He wrote many bad things, but as he wrote, he felt there was something he could do. While the bad side was busy moving his hand and creating evil, he was free inside his mind. And he used this advantage to control the bad side, since the mind could control his hand, evil was then trapt in a place it could only get out when the boy got out of control. He ordered his hand to write lots of things, mostly good, but he could see that the evil part got angrier and angrier as he playied with it. What he could do was to keep evil trapped in his hand, being able to write those bad things, though in a more controlled way. He felt like riding a very wild horse, sometimes having to be very harsh with it, and then letting it free. After some time, the evil part got tired, and he saw that the latter half of what he had wrote was actually interesting.
Remember the epic stories he wrote in the past?
So, now he felt like the things missing in them was present, all he had to do was unleash the bad part of him in his hand and control it, this would give him what he wanted and also keep evil tired. His satisfaction with this discovery made the good one inside him happy, and that made him comfortable. But being too inclined for the good side after that made him afraid. He feared that in the future things would get out of control and he would lose it again, and also the fact that for a while he felt so good, that people would then want that very good person back, and dislike him if he didn't act like he did right after his discovery. So, he was the one locked now. He couldn't go ahead that way because he felt he couldn't be that good, this fear made him lock the evil one inside once again. Now it would remain locked until it was time to write again, but he didn't write that much, so the small parts of the tired evil that used to appear during the very good time were locked, he thought that when he was very good with the small evil people liked him, so, being just good without the evil people would still like him. See, he was trapping himself again.
Because the small evil would accumulate slowly, and the cycle would start again.
No, it wasn't people's fault. It was something he had to learn. He had to learn that people could live with a small part of evil in him. Their real friends would deal with it, after all he dealt with their evil parts, and if they didn't, then they weren't his friends. Remember, friendship does not exist when one has to make more effort to maintain it than the other. So, I leave it to you, you decide the end of this story. Did he fought his fear of losing some people and really being himself, not holding the bad things inside? Or did he try to keep everyone possible around him, being who he wasn't and letting evil starts the cycle again and again?