Context: During that time of my life , I just could n't handle anyone who was dragging me down . If there was a person who saw the glass as half empty , it was her . She would always be the first to burst my bubbles , and yet she was happy about it . She had a strange sense of satisfaction to see me miserable .
Question: What may happen before I knew her ?
Option 0: I   looked for who is miserable .
Option 1: I was content and satisfied .
Option 2: I dragged my friends down .
Option 3: None of the above choices .
Answer: 1