I hate myself

I hate that one of the only things that makes me happy is when I make others happy

I hate I let myself be used by people just so I don't feel alone and worthless

I hate being the way I am

I hate that I get tired so fast

I hate that I can't socialize normally

I hate that I have little to no motivation to live

I hate being aware about the world's problems

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SpectralMourning · 41-45, M

Those thoughts can fester without end. And it's hard to see progress and get help with a mind that finds itself beyond recuperation (that's me projecting). No easy path through this but if you come across some help along the way I hope you'll take it.