I hate waking up in physical and mental pain everyday.
I hate being able to easily say "I love you" but in reality not being able to actually "love" anyone.
I hate the constant whispering and voices in my head.
I often hate the fact I wake up in the mornings.
I hate feeling like a burden on my family and friends.
I hate the feeling people think I'm over exaggerating my pain.
I hate breathing.