I find that whenever I say “your loss”, I really mean that it’s my loss. And that’s a disease that I live with every single day of my life, whenever a decision is made against me, that forces me to feel personally affronted. Sure… I can easily say with attitude and dignity, “it’s your loss”… but in reality, I know it’s my loss. It’s always going to be my loss. Because no matter what you’ve done, innately I feel as though I will always just feel a certain way. In the core of myself, I just know that… I could have done something differently to change the outcome.
Damnit, I miss… that.