I was made quite aware today that I'm the only person at work who doesn't have a major problem with me. Which is fine: I don't wake up every morning to please everyone. I'm me and that's that. But fucking inviting everyone except me to go drinking or a party every weekend in front of me in the break room still hurts. And having me drop you off at said party when I haven't been invited by lying to me and telling me it's some friends from school hurts. And then pretending to care about a problem I'm having so I share with you and then you go and tell everyone what I told you in confidence hurts. And knowing that every smile and nice gesture any of you have done for me was all because you were trying to get dirt on me or were setting me up REALLY FUCKING HURTS. So fuck all of you.