This science fiction helps to numb the feelings

One one hand: Please rise above yourself, will you? Jesus Christ. Fucking unbelievable. Who are you to judge me or anyone? In what fucking position are you to tell me what I am, what I should do, who we should be? (Has it really come to this?)

On the other hand: Of course you're right. I'm a really bad person, of course you should hate me. That's the least you can do. It's not good for me to sit and view your space in cyberworld. I feel outside, excluded, feel like I don't know you anymore (still I want to so badly). I feel I have to save you from yourself (but that's not really my job is it?). I see you've regressed back to the person you once was: full of self pity, full of yourself, your feelings, your needs. It's not good for you honey. It never was. It never will be. I am.