Dear Mr. Scratchy

Dear Mr. Scratchy:
There are a few side bets on who you are going to turn out to be.  The most popular vote seems to be for The Other Guy. (Now that would be a complication to extremes)
There are a few who believe you're the Canadian Impact Dude.
A buddy even tossed out the idea that you might be from the 3rd company  (if only it were that simple Eh?) The Double Starr
And of course, a couple of votes are for The Celebrity himself. Most of which are from the few blog readers who actually check this mess every day. (everyone loves a fairy tale ending)
Who do I think you are?  Well, in keeping with the Sex and the City style theme,  I think you're Mr. Big to my Carrie.
Big kisses.

After JTGG had made the comment about how he does not think that when Mr. Scratchy reveals himself, that I will get my happily ever after; I started thinking. And went back over old emails and conversations.
Why is it, when you want something/someone no matter what/who that might be, 99% of the time the rest of the people in your life have a negative reaction to your desires?  What is it about people that makes them tell you that you can not have what/who you want, or that you don't deserve to be happy?

Is it fear? Is is jealousy? Is it their own insecurity?  All the above?

Whom ever you are out there Mr. Scratchy, I hope your week has been better then mine.