I've heard that a single offensive word can render an entire book invisible!"
Remember, misery is comfortable. It's why so many people prefer it. Happiness takes effort.
I don’t like it when it rains on my birthday. It rains anyway.
If your dream girl or guy had a hidden camera that followed you around for a month, would they be impressed with what they saw? Remember, they can't read your mind -- they can only observe. Would they want to be a part of that life?
The human mind is a miracle, and you will never see it spring more beautifully into action than when it is fighting against evidence that it needs to change. Your psyche is equipped with layer after layer of defense mechanisms designed to shoot down anything that might keep things from staying exactly where they are -- ask any addict.
Yeah, whatever you try to build or create - be it a poem, or a new skill, or a new relationship -- you will find yourself immediately surrounded by non-creators who trash it.
As long as they never produce anything, their work will forever be perfect and beyond reproach.
"So, what, you're saying that I should pick up a book on how to get girls?" Only if step one in the book is "Start making yourself into the type of person girls want to be around." Because that's the step that gets skipped - it's always "How can I get a job?" and not "How can I become the type of person employers want?"
Because in my non-expert opinion, you don't hate yourself because you have low self-esteem, or because other people were mean to you. You hate yourself because you don't do anything. Not even you can just "love you for you" -- that's why you're miserable and sending me private messages asking me what I think you should do with your life.
Do the math: How much of your time is spent consuming things other people made (TV, music, video games, websites) versus making your own? Only one of those adds to your value as a human being.
Is "writing things" all that important when deciding who is and who is not truly a "writer"?
But here's what everyone needs to know, and what many of you can't accept: "You" are nothing but the fruit. Nobody cares about your dirt. "Who you are inside" is meaningless aside from what it produces for other people.