I hate it when cynics are right.
You see I hate, with a passion, traditional cynicism (I mean modern traditional cynicism, I'm not going back to ancient Greece here) where everything is just all this whiny "Everything sucks and nothing matters" nihilism trying be edgy. They kind of cynicism is always just a self fulfilling prophecy.
But I do fall into the slightly similar but different "I hate it when I'm right" version of cynicism.
It's the Cynicism version of "I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed."