I used to enjoy self-pity. I used to enjoy making it into this tragic writing like I was Byron or something. My girlfriend at the time hated this tendency and used to admonish me for it and I would think, 'how can you be so mean, I love everything about you, good or bad?' But in hindsight it was good for me to have someone rub salt in my weak parts and point them out because it meant I could IMPROVE myself which is always necessary.
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