General Malaise
 
 
The future is dead, and we killed it. Sure, we could spend a few pleasant hours molesting its corpse before dawn, but the bleak certainty of apocalypse haunts every dead minute that ticks by.

Life is like a movie, if you've sat through more than half of it and it’s sucked every second so far, it probably isn't going to get great right at the end and make it all worthwhile. No-one should blame you for walking out early. It's like animal porn... not for everyone.