Imagine feeling betrayed by a fucking moving jpeg because she has a boyfriend. You should blame yourself for having unrealistic expectations, 99% of these girls are getting dicked down every week if not every day. Even though you may say it's all about kayfabe, and you don't actually care, you focus on what they are like behind the screen. You dissect them and every little hint that they say trying to glean more and more about them. Piles and piles of unsubstantiated theories rattle around in your head but when you see the truth that anyone could see but you, you recoil, you feel betrayed. It's so embarrassing I don't know how you even discuss your cringe neuroticism anonymously.