I’m not a damsel and there is no distress
That's what people who love you do: they hold you and lie. They tell you that you're worthy, that everything will be all right, and they do that even when you both know without a doubt that this is not true, that is it nowhere near the truth.
A cheerleader? Do I look like a guy who'd be interested in talking to a cheerleader?
Emotions are real, just not the reasons behind them.
Is everyone as wrong about me as I am about them?
We all have to feel empty sometimes.