I may sound like a grumpy, cynical bastard but I’m not. I’m a grumpy, cynical misanthrope. My parents were married, and I’m more sociopath than you may have thought.
I may complain a lot, but I am a genuinely happy person in real life much of the time, usually when I’m complaining. I would be slightly frightened by the amount of raving that I do if it weren’t for the support I get from apparently sane people and the amount of similar complaints that spew from others who seem more stable and publicly accepted than me.