Big Boss if he mentally ill

>>718223704
I remember everything that Venom said and did. Meanwhile MGS3 Big Boss is a weird careless autist that quips and believes in Santa.

>A chance at a real life, just not from behind a gun.
>We don't draw weapons on comrades. Look around you, this is your family.
>Your CQC is sloppy, come see me later for a lesson you won't forget.
>You are right, he's not one of us... But we are not responsible to judge an enemy. He leaves Mother Base and that'll be the end of it.
>He's right, I killed them with my own hands.
>I won't scatter your sorrow to the heartless sea. I will always be with you. Plant your roots in me. I won't see you end as ashes. You're all diamonds.
>I'm already a demon. Heaven's not my kind of place anyway.
>Either way one of these days we're gonna have to kill her. But now is not the time. When the time comes I'll pull the trigger.
>Anyone here can use a knife or a gun, what you're gonna learn is how to use your head.
>Just one thing, Kaz... This isn't about the past...We're fighting for the future.
>I haven't forgotten what you told me, Boss. We have no tomorrow, but there's still hope for the future. In our struggle to survive the present, we push the future farther away. Will I see it in my lifetime? Probably not. Which means there's no time to waste. Someday the world will no longer need us. No need for the gun, or the hand to pull the trigger. I have to drive out this demon inside me - build a better future. That's what I - what we - will leave as our legacy. Another mission, right Boss?
>That's right, don't blame yourself. Blame me.

Is this the most depressing epilogue to a game of all time?

>with the antagonist defeated everyone turns against each other
>have to slaughter your own men and exile Huey
>Quiet dies
>your trophy gets stolen by a bunch of kids
>Kaz and Ocelot become sworn enemies
>the final revelation is that you are a body double with fake memories and identity
>stuck in the post-game with an unreachable goal of peace and nuclear disarmament
>your fate is to fade away from history and walk towards certain death

depression: the game