How Ironic

I'm the girl who wrote a damn 2500 character college essay on optimism. So why is it that I can't really even feel optimistic lately? Little things just throw me off so much. Maybe I just notice things more now, or maybe they affect me more. Just little things that tell about human nature. About people I thought I knew. It's just throwing me off so much - I want to believe that people are better than this, but when those so close to me - the ones I trust and think are among the best in the world - aren't, how is the rest of mankind supposed to match up? Why am I so disappointed?