The thoughts that run through your head when she forgets to pick you up from the hospital and he decides to go to sleep while you walk home from jail.
These are people who say they will be there for you in your darkest hour then leave you stranded.
Which is worse? The martyrs always compare, a sharp stick in the eye or a dull stab in the back? The pessimists, global warming or mutually assured destruction? Roll the dice.