You know what? I can be open and honest. I hate a lot of things. I hate people for getting in my personal bubble. I hate when my friends talk over me. I hate when I get pressured into being around the wrong crowd. I hate when I'm sitting in bed doing nothing when I KNOW I should get up. I hate when people talk to me. I hate when someone brings up my shortcomings. I hate my brother and his egotistical personality. I hate feeling like I have to change my personality around everyone. I hate eating and I hate when I don't eat. I hate being confused. I hate being scared. I hate crying. I hate being vulnerable. I hate waking up tired. I hate being up at 4 in the morning venting on this app because I have nobody to trust. I hate being skeptical. I hate taking care of myself the way I know I should. I hate combing my hair, but I love how it looks when it's done. I hate cleaning up but love feeling refreshed. I hate being smart. I hate being easy to control. I hate myself. I hate life.