Oftentimes I wonder if I ever do you an accurate description of the people in my life, or it’s me who’s tremendously biased. I wonder if its truly others who reject me or it’s me who think so. I often struggle to understand what’s true and whats not, I’m really confused. I know I’m part of the issue but I am not completely sure to what extent others are too, I still don’t know.

Btw sometimes I fear that all this hatred and poison will give me serious health issues finally, like cancer and shit like that.