The only person in the world that i hate is myself...
For a while now, I have found that I hate myself more than anything in the entire world. But really, I dont hate anything other than war, poverty, and the unfortunate situation of so many people in this world. I am constantly told that I am a genuinely nice, funny person. Even when I go out, it seems to me, and everyone else like I'm having an amazing time, but afterwords when I am alone I go over the night and every single mistake I made, or stupid thing that I did and hate myself for it. If I am supposed to be a person like this, why is it that I hold SUCH a deep hate for myself, and everything that I do?