I hate that I can’t sit up straight
I hate that I can’t properly do my hair
I hate that I’m not skinny
I hate that I don’t have the perfect voice
I hate that I’m shy
I hate that I have tiny lips
I hate that I have a learning disability
I hate that I don’t have the closet that I want
I hate that I failed my drivers test
I hate that I get really bad anxiety to the point I have trouble breathing
I hate that I can’t make friends
I hate that I have anger problems
I hate that I have to get up every morning and live my daily life
I hate everything that I’m going though
I hate that I said I forgive you and wanted you to be happy when I didn’t
I hate that I can’t talk about what’s going on in my head to the people close to me
I hate that I constantly remind myself of how much I’m a failure
I hate that I think of places that I can’t afford to go to
I hate that I don’t cry at funerals
I hate that I still have to be treated like a child even tho I’m 18
I hate that I’m so ******* nice to people
I hate that I care about my dog more then I care about myself
I hate that I constantly remind myself of you and what happened
I hate that I still try to convince myself that I love you even tho I don’t, not one bit.... I think
I hate that I have to end this with the last sentence saying how I hate myself