Mine mine mine!

So as you (should) know by now, I am a big fan of Ryan Gosling (we watched The Ides of March yesterday, because if there ever is a good day to watch that film, it is Super Tuesday, and it was brilliant!). So I was really happy when a few days ago, the movie reviewer in my newspaper said that "looking back on this period, we will see in a few years that this were the hey-days of Ryan Gosling - he has made 5 films in 2 years, and holds his own against great actors such as Anthony Hopkins, George Clooney, and Philip Seymour Hoffman". I was happy, because someone else is also recognising his talent and being a fan of him. And then I felt somewhat annoyed, because he is my discovery, and now the newspaper man was acting as if he was the first to notice him. And then I was sad, because now everybody is going to be talking about him, but I was there first!
In short, I went a bit Gollummy ("My oowwwwnnnn... My preciousssssss!").
A similar thing happened when Game of Thrones was first announced (I still want to stab the person that decided it was going to be Game of Thrones and not A Game of Thrones! Seriously, some titles just need an article!). I have been reading and loving those books for about 6 years now, and I have told everybody who wanted to listen that they were great and brilliant and should be read, and I loved the series. But then it became popular, and everybody started watching and loving the series, and random people who have never even opened a fantasy novel in their life were talking about Tyrion and Arya and Jon (and making the most stupid comments ever, that Daenerys would be Jon's mother, or some craziness, she is younger than him, for crying out loud!) and I felt sad and robbed and annoyed because I am a true fan who has been there from the start and they are all fakers lifting on some HBO-induced wave of popularity.
Right-o.
Safe to say that I do not express most of these feelings, because then I would have been locked up in the Asylum of Sad and Jealous People a long time ago, and I may have exaggerated somewhat about my feelings, but still, it is weird when you think about it. If you have something you love, something smallish and unknownish and up-and-comingish, you want to share your love and appreciation with everybody, but when that thing then becomes big and popular (and mainstream), you get all angry and annoyed and want the others to go away because it is yours. (Or you start hating the thing that you used to love, which is the approach most Pink Floyd fans took, but that's really not an option for me.) Why do I (we? Am I the only one who has this? I can hardly believe it) get this way? Is the thing you like less likeable when others like it too? Or is it the feeling of "I know something you don't know" that makes me (us?) feel so happy and special? Is it really about the thing itself, or is it about the way that thing reflects on us, makes us feel intelligent or edgy or "alternative", and how that effect goes away when too many people like it?
I'm not sure. I do know that it is really annoying, and not something I like about myself, and something I try to keep to myself, but still something that is there. But nevertheless, I do hope that you all go forth and watch Ryan Gosling movies, because he really is great (seriously, he is named after a little goose, how much better can you get?), and that you all read A Game of Thrones (A! A Game!) and all the other novels of the A Song of Ice and Fire series, and when you have done that, you can watch the series and make intelligent comments. Or just watch the series, because it is brilliant. You will enjoy and love it. And I will try not to resent you for it.