Yeah, schadenfreude's a bitch, isn't it?
Sick? Perhaps. I was thinking more along the lines of cowardly, incompetent, inadequate, miserable, worthless, devoid of value, and unable to make things better, but only worse, no matter how fucking hard I try. I can't even say I didn't have a fair chance. I just fucking blew it anyway.
But yeah, probably a little sick too. Apparently I do bait people who are having a bad day so I can unleash torrents of self-deprecating adjectives on them. If it's any consolation to you, I do feel like shit.
Which is it anyway, razor blades or liquorice noose?