Since my childhood, I’ve noticed that many people have always been against me. I never interacted with them, yet they tried to destroy me. I couldn’t understand why people hated me.  [link](https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2016/03/18/14/46/self-portrait-1265148_1280.jpg) I have never tried to deceive anyone. I’ve always been honest and true to my word. Despite that, I was hated, insulted, and even physically assaulted on a few occasions as a child. Now, I’m powerful enough to retaliate, so people no longer dare to assault me physically—but they still criticize my views and openly express their hatred toward me. This has made me rethink the nature of this world. I’ve never been someone who finds pleasure in it. In that sense, you could say I’m a pessimist. Pessimism keeps me prepared for the worst. I never expect anything in return from the people I’ve helped, because I know this is how the world works. On Web3 media platforms like Steem and Hive, people sometimes downvote my posts without even reading them. They simply hate me. I don’t know why. A random person appears and downvotes. When I ask about it, they never reply. This happens often. I never downvote anyone because I’m not here to judge their content. Despite that, I continue to support people, knowing they won’t do the same. Haters can’t defeat me. I’m always ready for them. They can never defeat me. I'll always help people who deserve it. They should keep that in mind.