If even God the “all-loving” supposedly hates me, then why should I be alive? If my own parents only give conditional love, whats the point of living? If my parents dont want me to hurt myself, then why do they criticize me for everything I am and everything I do? Im such a fatass failure. My little (10 year old) sister is “gifted” according to the school we go to. I have all A’s, but Im still scared thats not good enough.