"I'm the Forever Alone guy if he wasn't crying and was more excited about it."
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You guys ever get emotional whiplash?
Like you're feeling okay about yourself, maybe you've got a handle on this reality thing. And then something comes out and sucker punches you in the nose to remind you that, no, you're not really very good at anything, and your own bloated confidence is what got you to this crash in the first place. Maybe if you'd been less arrogant, you wouldn't feel like such an idiot now.
I feel like that movie cliche of the girl who shows up to prom is a sparkly dress, gets ditched by her date and ends up sitting on the curb for her dad to come pick her up. And she's wearing sneakers underneath her ridiculous ball gown, and it's just sad and bloated and pitiful, I feel like that.
Anyways. That's why I ignore people who tell me to be optimistic.