I really fucking hate myself. I hate the background that I was born into. I hate the person I was. I hate the person I have become. I hate my personality. I hate my sense of humor. I hate my body. I hate my face. I hate that I am not and never will be a good enough son, nephew, cousin, and in the future uncle. I hate that I'm not and never will be a good enough friend. I hate how stupid I am, academically, emotionally, or just in terms of common sense. I hate how impulsive I am. I hate that I hurt people. I hate how I pity myself instead of changing like I am now. I hate how much of a pathetic piece of shit disappointment I am. I deserve all of this.