I am grateful that I have friends and family and cats who love and understand me, or if they don't quite understand me, they accept me. If I meet a person that's not true of, well, then, I do truly believe it is their loss. Because I have really awesome friends, and I can't believe they're all mistaken in liking me.
Most of the time, this is how I feel. The rest of the time, I'm lying in bed crying to Xander and telling him my Saddest Stories.
Oh, I can also count on this video to cheer me up: