Drawn

You hate yourself, you really, really do.

Ergo you are drawn to people your contrary, near opposites in many ways.

In the ways you dislike yourself they are dissimilar, while in the ways that you secretly appreciate how you are, they are also quite different. You see your choice in loved ones, spend your days examining those closest. The relationships struggle, the turmoil of disagreements, misunderstandings, and disappointment in character, it all takes it toll. Although, it does more than simply wear you down, you're the self-defeating type, you are critical, you so oft blame yourself. In turn, and increasingly with time, you find yourself in a befuddling companionship; you adore it so, yet you find it is the cause for not self-acceptance, but self-hate. Perpetuating the cycle, and furthering all pessimistic thoughts, because you're bound to suffer within it, but you are again worth nothing in its aftermath.