shakespeare characters or quotes that dsecribe your plight

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The bard has a pretty diverse tragedy canon so which shakespeare moments do you see in yourself? I can relate to macbeth in perpetuating a never ending cycle and spiral just by one mistake that forces in a vicious chain reaction which you're passively swayed by. I feel like hamlet whenever i'm melancholic but vacillating between 2 courses of action which both don't seem to work like catch 22 thus doing nothing and remaining sad. I understand timon of athens whenever he's generous and bounteous to others but the people don't reciprocate the kindness and only use me. and the tomorrow speech hits a chord with me whenever i'm in despair

"Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty Sir John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, Esquire." (The Merry Wives of Windsor, Act 1, Scene 1, Lines 1-3).

In other words, don't let anyone, even fat knights who have lost their purpose, push you around.

O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

from Twelfth Night

For my part, I am so attired in wonder I know not what to say.

(Benedick) Much ado about nothing, act 4 scene 1

How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Hamlet

?Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the
fool no where but in's own house.?

- William Shakespeare, Hamlet

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body?s work?s expir?d:
For then my thoughts?from far where I abide?
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,
Looking on darkness which the blind do see:
Save that my soul?s imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view,
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind,
For thee, and for myself no quiet find.