I feel like this is my entire life. Nobody ever goes easy on me and almost gives me a harder time because of my illness. They try to challenge me and ask me questions and all that does is piss me off. Then when I get mad (at them) it's like a cardinal sin whereas if I make them mad I'm horrible.
I had this happen a couple nights ago when I had a dream about somebody I was in love with for about 10 years but it was just a crush because he never returned the feelings. I messaged him and said I had a dream about you but it upset me because I know you don't like me. 
How do I know he doesn't like me? 
let me list the the ways:
Few years ago I made him a cake for his birthday and I was home at the time but he left the cake plate on the doorstep. That tells me he didn't want to interact with me. Then he passed me off onto one of his friends, he knew I had a mad crush on him. After we mended that I made him a weighted blanket and I don't even know if he uses it or even still has it. Lastly after I moved to Denver, I get these strange phone calls one night from his number. A couple minutes later I get a phone call but I don't recognize the number from and it's his girlfriend - he had called me I guess from her phone on a 3-way call so she could sit there and bitch me out. It would be one thing if she found my number on her own but he actually made the call, he set me up. And then I said something on Twitter about it and he gets irritated at me that I'm airing everything out. Do these people not understand how hard it is for me not to like go find them and stab the shit out of them? I don't think they realize. Just wondering if anybody has some bullshit like this, I'm starting to think that God's picking on me.