And maybe it’s just a part of growing older where bitterness starts to grow inside you, too. It’s incremental. It’s mostly an age thing, when you start to feel some weird sort of disdain for those younger than you. It hits a little too close to home, because just a couple years ago, you were that stupid young adult too. And you really just can’t wait for life to ruin them and their jaded selves. This is a manifesto to my younger self, who thought everything was shit back then: oh, there’s still a lot of shit to go through.