Self-hate

OK, so probably most of you know I’m depressed and suicidal and stuff. But here’s something I haven’t told you yet (I believe). I hate myself. Emotionally and physically. From what I know, someone who hates themselves is called: self-hate. Although, I’m not really sure if that’s the true definition. Anyway, so I hate myself. I think that I’m a horrible person who is just……………selfish, greedy, ugly, and…………………..stupid. I know, if you meet me, you’d say I was the complete opposite from what I think of myself. I, from what I’ve been told, have no self-confidence, self-esteem, and self-concept. I really can’t explain what it’s like to hate yourself. But, I’m sure you can imagine. By the way, I’m not depressed because of how I feel about myself. In act, that’s one of the least reasons why I’m depressed and suicidal……………

Note: sorry if this was completely unnecessary and that I was probably ranting. But I just had to admit it. Since, I never have admitted it until now……………