I know you died for us a couple of years ago, but right now, I can't really feel thankful for it.
It much rather feels like you were born to turn out to be a royal pain in the ass, because seriously, I'm quite fed up with people sacrificing themselves for other people without ever asking those other people whether they really want any of that fucking sacrifice in the first place. I, for my part, could do without being involved into any sacrificing business, because, say what you may, in the end it turns out to be this huge self-gratifying enterprise that is really not about other people, but only about yourself. And what happens then is of course that you're royally out of this shit because you died, and we - supposedly the beneficiaries of the whole story - are left to deal with this huge mess alone.
But I might be mixing things up here.
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