Is it normal to literally hate everything?
Where the fuck do I start. First of all, I'm a young, educated male, have a great job, great income, great family, seemingly great everything. Not to be confused with a rich kid - I'm just above average in terms of family wealth. Anyway... here's a massive list of the 0.001% of things I hate. The question is simple... is it normal to LITERALLY hate EVERYTHING (no exceptions, literally everything).
I fucking HATE everything. I hate Indians, because they're so greedy and selfish (from the hundreds I've dealt with for work in my life). I hate flies, because they always land on my face and never go away, even though I don't smell like a hobo. I hate hobos, because they make me feel bad that they're broke. I hate that people die. I hate that some people exist. I hate that God either exists or doesn't - more so the fact that I'll never know until I'm dead, in which case if he is real, I'm fucked because it's too late, and if he's not, I'm fucked anyway because I will be dead and won't know. I hate how my ex-girlfriend exists. I hate how the girl I am seeing now has had sex in the past (albeit so have I, and probably many worse sexual things, too). I hate thinking about her having sex and the dude's cum being on her face. I hate how hot it gets, and then the air con makes me too cold, and I can't be comfortable with my bed sheets because of it when I'm sleeping. I hate how uncomfortable it is to sit down on chairs. I hate how I get tired of songs I used to like after listening to them too much. I hate how I'm not just a filthy rich motherfucker. I hate how I hate so many things, because I know there's no reason to be so angry about them. I hate even more how normal I am around people. I hate how people look up to me, because I am deep down a fucked up dude. I hate having to know everything I have just said and not speak a word of it. I literally hate EVERYTHING. I hate shopping. I hate staying at home, but I also hate going out. I hate getting messages from my friends, because the conversations are so pointless, but I also hate not getting messages because I then get lonely (which I also hate). I hate the shapes of peoples' faces. I hate how everything is so cliche. I hate how some matrix theories are oddly, and suspiciously, accurate in my own life. I hate how I'll probably never afford a $1,000,000 car, even though that's okay. I hate how I know it's wrong to hate everything. I even hate writing things that I hate. I hate how irrational I can be sometimes. I hate how time is finite. I basically hate everything. I hate how white is the generic colour of walls in a house and anything else is just ridiculous. I hate how houses all look like... houses? I hate how innocent and dumb animals look, because it's so pathetic. I hate how flat earthers exist. Seriously, I probably hate flat earthers the most. I hate when I drop my phone. I hate when I spill a drink, even if it's a tiny bit. I hate when there's no more cheese left in the fridge (and I hate how I instantly thought of saying 'and no, I'm not fat' - which I am not fat). I hate the sound of planes. I hate the way clouds look. I hate unorganised things, but also hate organising them. I hate when my shoes or watch or tshirt get an extremely mild stain on them, because it's like life is sticking the finger up at me because it knows how much I hate it. I hate how Zuckerberg deletes meme pages. I hate recycled memes. I hate normies. I hate people who say "normies" as a way to separate themselves from society to justify their weird ass fantasies etc. I hate how there are literally people out there in the world designing hentai.