Justin Bieber is rich as hell, and he makes so much money from touring (which is where most artists make the bulk of their income, to be fair) as well as from offering meet-and-greet “VIP” passes for literally hundreds (sometimes thousands) of dollars that allow you the unique opportunity to be hoarded like cattle through a long line, shoved into an awkward photo with Justin, and then pushed along as fast as you came in with no chance for any actual interaction. You get a copy of the photo to take home with you to remind you of that wonderful experience that you (or your parents) paid a month’s rent for, and that’s that. But enough is enough.
Because of how “draining” the experience of having to stand around pretending to give a shit about all the tweens and scary grown ass women who come to meet him is, Justin has put a stop to meet-and-greets altogether. They were just depressing him too much.
Here’s his explanation, via Instagram:
“I enjoy meeting such incredible people but I end up feeling so drained and filled with so much of other people’s spiritual energy that I end up so drained and unhappy. (I) want to make people smile and happy but not at my expense. I always leave feeling mentally and emotionally exhausted to the point of depression. The pressure of meeting people’s expectations of what I’m supposed to be is so much for me to handle and a lot on my shoulders.”
God, what a fucking whiner.
Look, plenty of artists don’t do meet-and-greets, probably for similar reasons (or just because they’re tired after an exhausting gig), but to make some big whole to-do on Instagram about how he’s so put upon and depressed about it is just begging for attention. Like, we get it, dude. You’ve got Deep Feels. You’d rather go back to your tour bus, smoke a blunt, and drink some Sizzurp while posting #TBT photos of you and Selena Gomez. It’s whatever… just shut up about it.