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I hate myself
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I can't stand who I am. I wish I was someone else. I have nothing to live for. My genes are horrible. There's nothing I'm good at. I'm incapable of conversation. Even my friend wonders why I hardly speak. I have nothing to say.
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kunikuzushi, NonEssential, Kiwi’sSub5 and 11 others
Yea, same, not that I've got any friends to tell me that but I got a brother and a partner, and yet, I've got nothing to say, and hey even if I where to have something it'd be a hassle it's be more then just simply speaking, there's no point.
I think we all feel like that. Not just we on SaSu, but EVERYBODY. I empathize with you.
Some of the most outgoing, popular people I've known are actually hollow inside and hate themselves. It's a mask they wear.
Just remember that YOU are the one thing in this world you can control. If you don't like an aspect of yourself, you can almost always change it.
The genes issue (I'm presuming you mean your looks - forgive me if I'm wrong) is actually less important than one might think. Those who would like you if only you had better genes are themselves vain and empty people. You're better off without them! It's confidence that attracts better people.
As far as not being good at anything? Nothing comes easy. Few are truly talented. People frequently look at my artwork and praise my skill and talent. But I'm not talented. I spent almost three decades practicing and practicing some more to get where I'm at, and I still have a long way to go IMO. I tell that to so many of those admirers and they just give up because they don't want to do the work. But it pays off, and the feeling is glorious! When I envision something in my head and bring it to life on bristol, it's like a drug. Even if no one else praises it, I like it!
And, hey, there's nothing wrong with being an introvert or a loner. You just prefer better company!
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