I hate stubbing my toe, smacking my wrists on extremities, waking up late, doing homework, sleep paralysis.
I hate the garbage television. I hate the garbage universities. I hate the garbage system itself.
I hate groupthink. I hate people who hate me.
I hate that my very existence is determined by other people.
I hate that I cannot explain myself properly.
I hate that the ones closest to me cannot understand me because of my failure of being able to explain myself.
I hate that I'm broke after paying rent.
I hate that people are dying needlessly all over the world.
I hate pedophiles.
I hate rapists.
I hate murderers.
Does this make me a hateful person?
I hate the diversity and inclusion initiatives that put far under qualified people into positions over qualified people who worked their ass off to learn their skills. My company started going balls to the wall for that shot a year ago, the net result is (for a deeply specialized engineering department):
I'll be leaving there in a year or so after I have some of my last good allocations of stock vest.