and people hate me.

I'm not really sure if it's even depression. A constant feeling that people dislike me. Giving me weird looks. So I lash out. More and more I lash out. More and more I lose sight of who I once was. No longer a good person. A terrible person even. I guess I feel like if they hate me I may as well give them an actual reason rather than to guess at why they hate me.

Either way, even if I am nice it always ends in disappointment. A very repetitive sequence done over and over.