I'd only really say one. A family member who caused my ideation to begin with. There have certainly been people I've disliked, wanted to avoid where possible, didn't trust. I'm not sure I hold that much hate against people though. Not for long anyway. Although, people who troll bristle my feathers.
But, even with this one person, I'm not really sure it's hate. More absolute terror that they exist really, and a huge dread I may one day have dealings with them again. I suppose it is hate sometimes though. I imagine they hate me more though. They certainly acted as if they did. But then, it's hard to really know. I believe they have strong narcissistic traits. I suppose it's also possible I was a tiny line in their narrative which they've moved on to bigger and better things.
I get angry about certain actions definitely. Certain things will make my blood boil. I actually hate feeling like that though. It's such a useless feeling because- most of the time, there's not much to be done about it.
I suppose I'm making a resolution to try and hate less. Try and avoid drama.