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After I got over the terrible pain of having something of mine taken from me, I began to think how bad everybody else must be feeling. It wasn't a nice time.

Coming to terms with the fact that my marriage was a failure was devastating and very difficult.

I hated to lose.

I know what it's like to have my heart broken. It is not adorable.

I hate the past - especially my own past.

People think we don't give a toss about the game, but when I walked out of Windsor Park that night I felt lower than a snake's belly. The reality is still there.

There is no greater sorrow Than to be mindful of the happy time In misery

It just flat-out sucks losing. It really - it doesn't feel good.

2014 was a pretty bad year for me. Quite a lot of loss.

The worst thing in life is not to die but to live with bitterness.

Every defeat hurts.

I competed at 'WrestleMania 33,' and I'm telling you, leading up to what should have been the biggest moment of my life, I couldn't find an ounce of joy.

In college, they taught us to think of a bad smell or simulate a bad taste to start crying. I just think of my ex-boyfriend!

I hate being rejected.

I'm always disappointed when we lose, and it's happened quite a few times.

Losing hurts, it always hurts, and it should hurt.

I met a young man who was wounded in love, I met another man who was wounded in hatred.

Woe is me! Bitter is me! For what is my life? Why didn't the ship go under and drown me before I came to America?

Sadness is very close to hate.

I should have been happy: I wasn’t.

But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy?

Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.

The sad ones are those who waste their energy in trying to hold it back, for they can only feel bitterness in loss and no joy in gain.

But now the joy is gone and the sadness is back, the sadness feels like something deserved, the price of some not-quite-forgotten betrayal.

My wife and I went back to the hotel where we spent our wedding night. Only this time, I stayed in the bathroom and cried.