Bitter? How bitter.

Just when you thought you're so good at something already, then something happened, which really upset you and it just messed you up and made you curl up on your bed, in your room, alone, in the dark, moping.

Well, you didn't do the last part but, surely, somebody has felt that way. I mean, you just don't know if these things mess up on their own or it's actually your fault. O-kay, so, yeah, partly so. Pero don't other people realize that it's their fault too? They make your life miserable. Purposely or not, you wouldn't know and you just didn't want to give a rat's ass about it but can't they just stay away from you so you guys wouldn't be at each other's throats? My God, so much for a peaceful and happy life when you needed one.

It's so annoying how people thought you are messing up their lives when it's the other way around. They didn't even appreciate what you're doing. Maybe, even with the appreciation gone, it's fine. But to be a stupid stuck up and ruin everything for you when you didn't actually tell them to, just sucks.

You said, this is terribly confusing. Maybe, you're more annoyed at yourself. You... now you don't know what's wrong with you. Thought you had it all figured out, huh? Now you feel like your blaming it all to them. When actually, you still do, but your other half feels otherwise. And you just can't accept that.

You, battling against yourself over something you don't know. It's horrible. Ah, Que horror!