I hate kids, I hate kids so so so so much and I don't understand why and I wish I didn't. They frustrate me so much, They have everything I could never have in life. All their innocent little questions because they're so new to everything, There was a time I was like them but I had that innocence ripped from my hands and I'll never be able to get that back. I do the best I can to suppress my anger towards children but I can't, every time I'm faced with a happy child I can't help but burst out in tears. They're always touching my stuff and my old toys, I grew up being showered with toys but I was always neglected and my parents never gave my emotions the time of day and it eventually led to me having MDD and PTSD, And the fact it's my niece makes it even worse cause my parents treat her better than they ever did when they had me as a kid, the way they touch stuff that used to be mine just reminds me even more that everything I have in my life will never be completely mine.