Why is it I feel so lovely and happy outside of this app, and yet I can't help but feel hateful here? The problem isn't me. It can't be, I have made so many genuine and happy friendships that I actively look forward to outside of this app. It truly is just this app, filled with ignorant people..

I'm a genuine person when I try to be, I've shown positivity in my life out of free will before. I want to be a kind positive person all the time, but the more I see degeneracy the more I realize how corrupt everyone else is. you all will never experience life like me

when I've been upset and spiralling down I still was sane enough to treat kids fine. Children have never told me to "not hate myself", because they instead gave me happiness by being a genuine person. I do not appreciate half-assed words. I never will, I hate it the most.

My youngest cousin, even when my skin burned from the sun and I felt exhaustion from swimming, I sat down and let him cover my feet with sand because that's the kind of positivity that changes people. Not half-assed words. You all are ignorant and stuck to your screens to realize true happiness

Ugh. The more I think the more I'm spiralling again. The voices..... the fucking voices.

Everyone outside of this app is sane and understands mental illness can be degrading, everyone outside of this app has cognitive skills able to understand that "don't hate yourself" is stupid

I can't believe most of my anger towards ignorant people come from this app, little kids on here shouldn't think of themselves as advice givers when they haven't lived their lives to see more than "ooooohh don't :( that's a bad thing" everyday I have the constant need to kill myself but I'm still alive since my last attempt and I didn't need a little kid telling me to "stop don't do that it's a bad thing" to get me out of suffocating myself. Stay in your lane LMAO?

I'm an adult. I've been here longer than you, seen more than you, studied my own mentality more than you, lived my life more than you. This is my experience, do not tell me how to fix something that I have already found a solution to. Your "advice" to me is dogshit at best and mentally degrading at worse.

"I get it" no you don't, you all don't. You don't suffer from NPD like i have, you don't suffer the crippling ideals that you're better than everyone else and it makes you unable to have a proper friendship for years. You don't get having to have your friends try to guide you and deal with your delusions. You don't have your friends immediately tell you that they found you annoying and infurating at first because of your self-importance and only found you tolerable at the beginning because they saw potential. You don't get self-destruction because of mental illness. You don't get that self-harm comes in many forms. You don't get it. You all don't. Nothing is simple, you all do not understand me. You all are deluded individuals who will never be me, you will never know how I feel and that's why you're all confused why I hate most of you.

Why do I even bother, I'm deleting your comment and blocking you, you're annoying

You are one of the few people ignorant about mental illness and believe that oblivious positivity will magically make problems disappear

I have made it clear that I am on recovery from my extreme NPD, you are not helping, your words only help people that aren't as ill as me. "isn't it sad-" you are annoying don't preach to me

impolitely shut the fuck up? I genuinely hate you do not spew bullshit on my page lil bruh

I'm allowed to view myself negatively, I am able to see my flaws. Telling me elsewise reverts my improvement, do not "encourage" to not think negatively. You all are sensitive babies who can't handle the idea of negativity and that self-hatrid can be a positive thing.

but if i report u how will we have our slowburn romance

i'll kiss you on the mouth lil bruh

the only issue is i never wrote creatively for years, and it's in first person narrative...

I'm conflicted with myself. I hate myself for wholeheartedly believing in these ideals, and yet these words spill out of me when someone is inferior to me
i can't help myself and it's shocking to look back on how I treated others
these are my words, my thoughts, I can't deny and tell myself that "i would never think that" when it's well documented how I place myself far away from everyone in this world.
The Unabomber documentary, it made me realize how extreme my narcissism is. Those words were like mine, they described how I feel perfectly. I'm someone witnessing everyone elses life through a glass window.
It irked me when my class was demonizing narcissism. I guess it's reasonable, but narcissists can live healthy lives. I can live a healthy life

I live in a constant negative feedback loop. I need everyone else in the world to acknowledge me, to percieve me entirely and to tear every atom of me apart. Inspect me and witness my thoughts. And yet, the more people look, the more I feel afraid and that I am undeserving of someone's eyes.

I hope something happens to you. Count your days.

that's called manipulation what is wrong with you