To think that every event since the Big Bang has led up to your pathetic existence should make anyone depressed. However, I do take great solace in the fact that you will leave no legacy (outside of being an douche) in any domain, will be crippled by mental instability for the rest of your pathetic life, and will likely die nameless and alone. It’s actually genuinely saddening that thousands of likable, emotionally stable and intelligent people die of illness everyday, yet you remain.