To try to explain my actions better, you can't define a problem. In my world man, you can't define define.
Example:
Your family is dead, You house just burned down. You lost all your money. It's raining. You are in all ways brutally fucked. Is this a problem. Maybe to you it is, but it depends. Maybe you wanted to go outside. You may be fucked, but you're outside, right?
Therefore, I see Matt as a problem. I don't like him. He pisses me off. I see the fact that I'm ignorant and don't care if he kills himself as not a problem. Why? Cause I'm fine with it. It helps me sleep at the end of the day. Cause at the end of the day, nothing can hurt me. Ignorance is bliss, and thats what I live for. Bliss.