How I Learned To Be Okay With People Not Liking Me
It’s never a comfortable feeling to be on the receiving end of someone else’s hatred. It doesn’t matter if it’s your sibling, coworker, or a random person on the street; it’s in our natural wiring as human beings to dislike being disliked.
I once struggled so much with the thought of someone not liking me that I would worry myself to the point of being physically ill. If I caught wind that even a friend of a friend who I’d only met twice didn’t like me, I would obsess over it for weeks, while it slowly destroyed my self-confidence and turned me into an anxious mess. So, you can imagine what I was like when my former roommate and best friend told me that she hated me – and for no specific reason that I could control. I was nothing short of an emotional disaster.