People don't hate you because they dislike you, they hate you because they secretly want to be you. It's not hatred, it's obsession they're too proud to admit. It's the kind of fixation that criticizes you all day and still keeps you on their mind all night. They watch you, study you, critique you, all with suspicious dedication. And you're out here thinking they can't stand you. Please. They're invested. Some people don't dislike you, they just wish your life came in their size. Poor things, trying so hard to copy the blueprint while pretending they designed it. Meanwhile you're running away, unaware that you're their full time research project. At this point, you might as well give them tips, notes, maybe a starter pack. Who knows, you'll earn goodwill, blessings, and the satisfaction of donating a personality to the needy.