You don't get to tell me you love me then act like a complete ass all the time. That's not how this works.
So people disagreed with you. So some bad things happened. A lot of bad things. So you weren't right a hundred percent of the time. So what?
You've turned yourself into this awful jerk who says hurtful things and who fights about everything and that's not you. I love Hank Pym. I love that shy, sweet science dork who likes bugs and who remembers that not everything has to be a fight. I love the guy who stands up for what he believes and does the right thing and wants to save the world with science and help everyone. Even the bad guys.
And if you really killed Hank...and if you want to be this now? Then I guess the guy I love doesn't exist any more. But I don't think that's true. I think you're just too much of a damn coward to try. You're giving up and I hate it.
So I meant what I said. Don't talk to me any more. Unless you're willing to be Hank again.