When will this end?

Maybe being a misanthrope isn't such a bad thing. I've always laughed at them being the kind of person who tends to see some good in practically everyone. But that doesn't really work out all that well in the long run. It's sort of like wearing rose tinted glasses. Temporary happiness.

Yesterday I was talking to Jimmy about how I feel like someone sorta doesn't like me and then it hit me that recently I've been feeling that way about pretty much everyone. My self esteem has taken such a beating over the past few weeks. I've gone from thinking that everyone loves me to wondering whether everyone secretly hates me.

Which sucks because it kills my charm with new people.

Blah.

When will this end?