I have so much ranting to do about this typically poor Stuff article that I’m actually at a total loss as to where to start.
Like, I don’t even know.
The worst part is that it’ll sound pretentious and/or arrogant. BUT THE TRUTH HURTS, YOU MYOPIC IMBECILES, AND I’M BITTER AS HELL. WHAT’S THE POINT IN SHOWING GOOD CHARACTER WHEN IT WON’T EVEN COUNT FOR ANYTHING UNTIL I’M 26 FOR FUCK’S SAKE?
Oh, don’t worry Arya, people will figure it out eventually.
Oh, don’t worry Arya, as long as you stay true to yourself that’s all that really matters. Alone.
Oh, don’t worry Arya, the selflessness you once genuinely believed in really did make you a pretty good person after all. Alone.
Oh, don’t worry Arya, your idealism is simply founded in seeking the answer to the questions people seem to ask themselves repeatedly, even if they’re not listening to the answers. It’s not your fault that they can’t quite equate cause and effect.
Oh, don’t worry Arya, after all of that time, when you’re ready to settle down, you can still marry a nice older girl who’s tired of fooling around with the very types of people this article describes as unworthy, because she’ll settle for you, the Nice Guy.
Oh, don’t worry Arya, what actually matters is 1) money and 2) instant gratification. Go immerse yourself in liaisons dangereuses, because the very girls who will “make mistakes” with you are the ones who will later regret it and marry a Nice Guy. HOW’S THAT FOR BITTER?
I’m sorry I even care. I wish I was happy in my own little world. I wish it didn’t occur to me that there was a disparity between ideal and reality and that there is a point to bridging the gap.