The tragedy about Peter being so lonely is that he’s alone in a way that most people have never experienced. Not only do none of his friends remember him- not just Ned and Mj, but literally every friend he ever had from high school- but any extended family, any colleagues, anyone who ever interacted with him has no memory of him. Some guy at a corner shop that he frequents will have to relearn his regular order. The upstairs neighbor that he borrowed eggs from one time has no idea who he is. Every teacher that enjoyed having him in their class, every childhood friend, every former classmate, everyone who he ever went out of his way to help has no idea he ever existed. Not only that but any non superhero/spiderman related good that he brought to the world or personal sacrifice that he made is completely undone by the spell. Peter literally has no history. He doesn’t even have pictures because he was erased from them. Can you imagine years worth of stupid vlogs and videos and baby pictures and selfies with family and birthday cards or letters or emails wiped from existence? And Peter lived like that for four years in near solitude. No wonder he was suicidally depressed, even despite being the most cheerful, optimistic person in the MCU. One second you have a life and the next second it’s like you were never alive. And he felt like he had to force himself to live that way for four years. The more i think about the sadder this movie makes me.
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