When you can admit it to a criminal, but not to yourself…

Red Hood: I could’ve been just like you, a bottom-feeder who turns on his own kind. For what? Money? Power? I got lucky. I had a partner. He was good for me. For a lot of reasons. He reminded me that I could be good again, too.

When you’ll admit it to a friend, but not to yourself…

Red Hood [about his childhood]: I’ve spent some time feeling lost.

Artemis: What changed?

Red Hood: Someone found me, told me I needed a purpose.

Artemis: Sounds like a good friend.

Red Hood: He is.