what can I say.. It is what it is. At least someone sees me.
“I don't like the person you are” said my sister. I respect her for not being blinded by the unconditional family love. I'm not either. I don't like any of them, as a person. Maybe I like her though, even if her flaws are unpossible to ignore. I understand them somehow. I understand anyone's flaws but there are some that are easier to tolerate. Hers are.
It's pretty liberating to not be liked, yeah it feels like freedom, doesn't hurt one bit.
I'd rather be disliked than hated, to be disliked i have to be know to some extand. “I don't like her because this and that”. Hatred is unreasonable, it feels unfair, people hate me, and their hate torments me.
For the same reasons I'd rather be liked than loved, even though I might not trust someone who does, lol.