Or, I have this to add, perhaps they cling to their hate of other so steadfastly, because they…
Amber Lisa

This made me think: below that layer of self-hatred is the sad reality of not even knowing oneself, of being nothing but an empty caricature of a self. No wonder anything threatening to expose the internal void elicits a violent response. I’m not being too judgemental here, I’ve spent most of my life as an empty caricature and only now am beginning to rediscover what I truly am.

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