I’m starting to think I am deeply misanthropic.
I try to see the good in everyone. I try to love everybody. But when I’m hypomanic, I sadly get annoyed by everyone to the extreme and get angry.
I like others, because I was taught to love everyone, even when they do you wrong.
I think I prefer machines.
That’s what the Bible teaches.
At the moment I don’t know anybody I actually like in real life. But I suspect nobody I know in real life likes me either.
I don’t hate anybody though. But it would be nice to actually like someone.
Of the people I know in my life there are really only dislike 3. My niece in law. My ex boyfriend/abuser. A worker at the crisis unit.
I’ve learned that it doesn’t really matter what I think of them and what they think of me.
I’m thankful for the ones I love.
Yes, I like people and social functions. I don’t get many chances to socialize like I used to, have to create those opportunities for myself.
I really don’t know. Most people kinda bore me and i bore myself. But, I’m going stir crazy here for some kind of affection.
Oh. That’s right you were raised Mormon @John_Raven right? My mom’s family professes Christianity.
Right now I don’t like people.
No but I want to.
I avoid people at all costs.
You are correct.
I’m a people person even when sick I like a chat. Often come unstuck but people are cool!
I want to hang around others but my brain injury won’t let me. People are the spice of life!
I was raised Mormon, too! Ayyy! (“Same hat!” meme.) I’m just basic Christian now.
I do that too, OcelotKitty, and it’s a problem.