...bullshit.

What are you supposed to do what you, liturally have no actual reason to be around? You're just a waste of space. You have no talent or abilities you can put on the table, and you can actually say it because you have tried. Just when you pick yourself up from lifes past failures, you suddenly find yourself thrust into an event you cannont control, that leaves you covered in undeserved failure... what the hell is there to do after that? You try to pick yourself up, but it's too heavy, and keeps getting heavier as you push up, like holding a tank with your bare arms, and people keep climbing in. The others are pushing you, saying you can do better, but you don't even want to try anymore. You know there is another path, but to take it, you would be an outcast, and you are aware of the weakness you would display by doing so. It's like having a spear in your body, and you could either cry or die with honor. Why live when everyone will remember you as the piece of shit you are?
Exit, stage left...