Sunday, September 4, 2011

I've never felt like this before.

I. Am. A. Horrible. Person.
Truly despicable.

I thought I was a nice guy, worth the time, worth knowing, worth being friends with, worth hanging out with, worth having around. But no. It seems not. I hate myself. And not in a "I'm so alone way" or a "I'm so ugly" way or an "I'm too fat" way, or a "I'm so depressed" way. A "I hate myself because if I met myself in real life, I would hate me". And I've never felt like this before. Who knew?


Erimentha said...

we all hate things we recognize about ourselves in others. that's why you'd hate yourself if you met you. not because you're a bad person. you truly are not.

Camelgirl said...

This is exactly how I feel at the moment.