Like I'm at the point in my life where I've been abused mentally and physically since I was a child by my parents, (former) classmates, siblings, etc that I started to enjoy it. I'm 21 now and at this point, I like receiving emotional and physical pain. It's like it gives me a sense of euphoria that someone would hate me so much that they want to take time out of their day to abuse me, belittle me, hurt me, and degrade me. And when someone would try to say something nice to me or compliment me, I just look at them with disgust and slowly walk away from that person. Like why would you want to be nice to me? Niceness towards me is such a foreign concept that I simply just can't handle.
