I'm a cis, straight, white guy with a good education and a decent job. Yet still I can't stop this incredibly self hatred. I can't stop feeling so pathetic and desperate and worthless. I should be so grateful for all the luck I've been given, but not doing so only fuels my self hatred even more. I don't know if this is relatable, and I don't know if this is just further compounding how shitty it is of me to be fortunate and still hate myself