Sighing, you conceded the point to Apocrita for the time being, rolling onto your back to stare up at the ceiling once more. "I know it looks like my life here is pretty awesome... and kind of is. Yeah, I have all these awesome things here, along with respect and admiration that I never got while I was in Canterlot. Hell, I don't think anyone here even actually hates me. Mild irritation maybe, but not hate. Strong Words alone proves the ponies can hate me," you began to rant, considering the various circumstances that have led you to enjoy your time in the hive, while thinking about how little you truly felt around the ponies.