I like when people are being mean to me, i don’t know why but I like it, it gives me something to ponder on and yap about. In my head I’ll be like in few weeks or months I won’t feel hurt about it. This might be a trauma, any life growing up I’ve always gotten picked on by adults, accused falsely etc. I’ll be 25 by December and I’m like the rush of the feeling. Ps: neither am I unattractive