So while plucking unwanted hair off my face, mostly in the brow area, I had a nice little self-realization session in the mirror. Very intimate. I realized the following that makes me want to say to new people I meet "Why would you want to talk to me?" This is what came to mind in the 10 or so minutes in front of the mirror:
I'm a dark, pessimistic, angry and insecure person.
I don't see the point of having pets.
I hate it when people say all in one breath as if it's all one word: "HiHowareyou?"
I then reply with "fine" or sometimes a "fine, thank you." I never ask how they are because I don't like how the "How are you" has fused with the "hi," not meant to be an actual question to be answered, but rather a habitual slur of words.
When I am faced with stupidity or nonsense expressed through a comment, my face of disbelief of how stupid this person really is is intentionally exaggerated to express my disbelief and well.. how irritated I am.
I judge just about everyone, which is normal, but almost always believe my first judgement as being correct. There's no giving someone a chance with me.
I have a chip on my shoulder.
I hate everyone.