I took one look at your profile and I knew that I didn’t need to look any further. The truth was already there. You get most of your self esteem from arguing online and playing competitively in videogames. You probably don’t get the respect that you feel you deserve fron people irl and therefore you play the bully online to cope. Your life consists in moving from a sad way to avoid your real issues to another. Despite your best efforts no amount of hours trash talking people is ever going to fill that void you feel inside you. Nobody understands you because they don’t want to understand you. You’re so obnoxious and self-entitlted that you push everyone away, but you’re too afraid to admit that it’s only your fault if you find yourself in this situation, that you caused all your pain, that you put yourself in that miserable experience that is your daily routine. Ask yourself, if you were to day today, how many people would miss you? And for how long? How long would it take them to realize that they’re better off without you? That you were really nothing more than a drag? That they gave you attention just because they felt too guilty to leave you behind? You can probably already picture their reaction when they’re gonna hear of your death: at first they’ll be shocked, then they’ll exhale in relief. You might want to think about all this the next time you fire up a game to avoid your anxiety, or the next time you start insulting your teammates because you’re angry at yourself, or the next time you write an arrogant comment on the internet to fool yourself into thinking that you’re not such a failure after all.

Are you satisfied now?