I just had a realization. It’s not that people hate but nor do they love me or like me. It’s that I am not important enough to be someone in anyone’s life. I am very forgettable. Very ordinary, plain, boring even. Like there is no reason that anyone would remember me, I am not very interesting, not exceptionally talented at anything and I cannot even hold up a proper conversation. So that’s why I can’t seem to make and keep friends. It’s not them, it’s me. I should have realized this earlier.