Why hello there. Over the last 8 years of my life (mid 20's, so around 'adulthood'), I have grown a hell of a self hatred. I do not like myself and if I met a clone of myself, I would probably throw them down a mineshaft. Okay, maybe not that bad but it would at least be a resentment that would have me avoiding that despicable cur and hoping that he stepped on a Lego.
So that is me, I do not like myself. I very rarely think of myself in a positive light because of who I am. But I survive with it. I still hold down a job, it doesn't usually cause an intense weight of hatred, and it usually doesn't get in the way of my other thoughts. I can still have enjoyment, though I don't think I have gone 3 days without the world muting around me for a brief second to think "I hate myself." But then the sound comes back and nothing is different.
Spooky scary stuff but don't worry, I don't think I am actually depressed and don't feel that I am at risk for anything terrible. However, every once in a while that self-loathing bubbles up to the surface like a particularly rank fart in a bathtub. When that happens, it causes that simple understanding to get in the way of my happiness and comfort.
So how do you deal with self-loathing?
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No, I am not Shrek.