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I have some bad news for some of you young people: Getting older doesn't automatically make things better. Now that I'm older (41), I have even more things to hate. I hate how people say, "How are you?" when you meet them in public, because you know they don't really want to know and don't care anyway. I hate it when I feel compelled to say it in return. I hate not being married. I was married for 15 years, and then my husband divorced me. I have been with my "boyfriend" for 10 years. I hate having to call him "my boyfriend" when referring to him. I hate it that he has (3) daughters that we are sure of. I hate how he is so nice to them and so mean to me. I hate how they say they want to find a man like their dad, because they are so wrong. He's closet evil. I hate how he says terrible things to me to make me cry, and then he get mad, I think actually despises me, when I cry. I hate how I love him. I hate that I chose to be with him. I hate that I am sick all the time. I hate how so many parts of my body ache every day. I hate that I don't have the money to go to the doctor and get tests to figure out what is wrong with me. I hate that my son is in prison. I hate how my other son doesn't come around any more since he got a big, fat, ugly atheistic, selfish, unlikeable girlfriend. I hate that he is going to marry her, because she isn't even nice to him; she treats him like he is a child. He's so good to her. I hate living. Nov 26 4:09 PM MST