What the hell happened to the 18-year-old kid who was going to take on the world and do great things? What the hell was he thinking, for that matter?
Regret and missed opportunity and failure, failure, failure get stronger every day. I hate being this person and I hate everyone who's had the things I never got.
And now the long coasting ride down the hill to the end.
I've become a loathsome pathetic stereotype and I can't get out of it.