You feel good right now, don't you? You're on the high of watching a new clip, riding the wave of adrenaline and arousal. That won't last long. I'm about to BREAK you. Soon you'll be feeling something different. Something much more fitting: the deep, hollow sensation of being totally broken.  You'll crack apart. First slowly, then all at once. I'll chip away your ego, dissecting your inadequacies as tools of instruction. I'll teach you the art of self-loathing. It will hurt. That I can promise. It's painful being torn to shreds like this. I'm going to be very mean, but you must remember that it's for your own good. Once something fragile is broken, it can never be put together again. Like an egg dropped on the floor. But sometimes it's better off broken. You are better off broken.