I’m a pretty passionate guy. I am driven to and by certain things that I feel passionate about, and I’m not sure why. I am just compelled to follow certain interests. Sometimes they’re fruitless endeavors, but I love them. I never intended to make money off of this. I’m not sure how I could. Even if people do visit my site, I don’t make any money off of it, and never sought too.
I know that Rob was not to blame for “Heroes Reborn,” Marvel was. That’s painful to say, as I gave them every cent I had as a child, and they gave me the fantasies I craved and crave. That particular story line made me feel the way you feel now, for much of the same reasons.
The pros explained to me that the see what I did as a human rights violation, more or less, an attack on him as a person, leaving many professionals to wonder if they are next. I made people feel physically unsafe, and for this I am sorry. I never wanted that to happen.
You can call me creepy if you like, but I am not scary.
I know what I did was unacceptable.
I’ve tried to feel bad about it since then. Then I feel as though I’m betraying myself, and like I’m being manipulated in some way. I understand the problem that the pros have with me, and I understand why they feel the way they do, we had a nice little chat about that. I simply can’t feel the same way they do.
I’ve been trying to make sense of it all, and it boils down to that I’m typically a stoic person in my personal life, I don’t deal with or process emotion the same way that other people do. This is the real problem. This will likely destroy me, because I don’t think I can apologize without being insincere. I’m not saying that it’s not good or bad, just that it simply is. I’m not sure what would be worse, not apologizing, or being insincere. Even if I did apologize for actions, nothing would change for me. Calling me a douchebag, asshole, or goofy dresser will not solve anything; I was all those things before you ever met me.
There was a great deal of rage and wild speculation about me yesterday. For the most part, I missed out on this. I have a life, and I went about living it. I fail to see how hollering at me over the internet will solve anything, but continue to do so as we all seem to need a catharsis at this point.
I am a forgettable person, and will ultimately be forgotten, remember this. So please, be better than me.