Most people don’t hate me. In reality, they just don’t give two shits about me. I’m always simply acknowledged by people but never talked to or included in anything. Most people are too polite to not ask me to leave, but it’s not like they’ll actually acknowledge my existence. Everyone ignores me, they don’t listen to my thoughts or ideas, they’ll pretty much pretend I don’t exist. I don’t actually have anyone. 

If life were a show, I’m definitely not one of the main characters, I’m not a side character who every once in a while gets an episode or 2 to themselves, I’m just a background character who nobody gives a fuck about. 

I’m not anyones favorite person, and I’m not even 4th or 5th or something like that. Literally nobody values me. I don’t have a reason to exist or a function in this society. Nobody’s story contains me as an integral character. They would literally be unchanged if I ceased to exist.