I’ve had to return here to SF, and reading some of my old posts, it seems things really don’t get better. Everyone does just hate me. Everyone. The universe hates me. I must’ve been one mean son of a bitch in my past life. There’s no other explanation for how much punishment I endure for seemingly no reason. I’m not religious at all, I don’t believe in any sort of spirituality, but there’s no logical answer so I’m clinging to this illogical one just to have something to cling to. It’s like when something good finally happens, it only happens so that it hurts more when I lose it. I’ve only ever done what I thought was right. I hate being wrong or doing the wrong thing. It makes me feel physically sick if I even have to tell someone they made ME upset. I’m constantly apologising and letting people push me around and changing my personality for others, yet it never seems to be enough. I’ve even had people get angry or upset because of how much of a chameleon/people pleaser I am lately. I don’t even try to do it, it’s just my autistic brain protecting me I guess. Got into a spat lastnight over something incredbly trivial with my friends and never even got as much as an apology. Scratch that, not even a message. They love to criticise me over the smallest things, it’s like walking on eggshells. They’re a couple, so they love to gang up on me, I can’t defend myself at all. I’m just glad one of our mutual friends picked up on it and told me I wasn’t crazy for being upset about the blatant attack they launched on me out of nowhere. They stood up for me a bit, and that’s something I don’t think I’m very familiar with. Normally nobody wants to get involved because they want me gone too. I know that they just don’t like me so they’re picking me apart to feel better about it subconsciously, but I wish they would be more covert about it. I’ve already attempted once this year, didn’t tell anyone about it,all it brought was more pain, physical and mental, and it’s like the universe just won’t let me go. I don’t even know what to do with myself anymore. I deleted all communication apps. I only want to talk to my parents right now.Nobody cares anyway if I’m there or not. I just intrude in places, I guess. My bad for thinking you liked me when you said you did. My whole life I’ve felt very much like an alien. It’s like everyone else got a manual for life and I didn’t. I’ve found peace in this forum helping others before or just hanging in the chat, so I’m back.