I just failed to see myself as a human being. I treat other people as nice as i could, but they still think i’m a bad person. It frustrates me. To know that other people has nice traits, but not me. No matter how bad someone is, I convince myself that there are something good about them. But not to myself. Everyday I tell myself that “It would be better if I wasn’t there”.

People kept asking me if I’m happy. It’s such a hard question.
I do have good friends, and some bad friends (of course, like normal people would). I laugh at stupid jokes, I like to make people smile and so on. But then again, When I’m by myself, I kept on thinking that nobody actually likes me. I just can’t get this feeling out of my head. Why do I love other people but not myself? Why am I so sad all the time?