Look, I had a bit of fun talking over your head but it's finished now. I just lost one of my parents and you decide to diagnose me as unstable. That's some weak character right there. Nothing you say can influence my emotions, not in the way you want, you have no power here. You want to talk psychology, it's people with horrible menial jobs with shit pay that go on anonymous platforms trying to create drama and pick fights to try to feel better about their insignificant lives. I see right through you, while you can't even understand what I'm talking about. Victim? I'm no victim and nor did I label myself one. As I said previously, that comment was me being facetious. But like everything else it went over your head. Now, you can keep trying to put me down if you want, but I think I am so far above you in every way that you will never be able to reach me. So we're done. Now I'm going to go back to Indeed to resume browsing the many molecular biology graduate job opportunities available to me and fantasising about what I will do with all that money I'm going to make. Maybe I'll go into a shop to buy something someday and you'll be the one serving me.