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It seems that given my recent good mood, people are taking it upon themselves to remind me how little I like people normally. I enjoy having the distaste that I'm trying so hard to keep in check continually rubbed in my face--especially by people that I have never done any harm and often am actually nice to. I also like that some people--again who I have never been anything other than nice to--take the time to visit my journal and leave rude, back-handed compliments.

With such people in the world, it really is a wonder that I have to fight so hard not to despise other people and stay sober.

A fucking wonder.