I hate Hatsune Miku. I'm never going to admit that I like her songs or that she's pretty. Even though I'm listening to Cutie Mew Mew Magic at 65% speed RN and I do this everyday.
Everyone loves her because she's a blank slate that can be anything they want. They can make her their own perfect human or project all their insecurities unto her and love her like that.
Meanwhile, I'm not a blank slate. I have PTSD, BPD, anxiety, depression, ADHD, and autism. All except for BPD diagnosed. Because of this, I end up eventually losing anyone that grows close to me. Always. Inevitably.
Oh and the cherry on top? I'm not even pretty like her. I'm a trans woman that never got to transition. So I'm very ugly for a woman and I can't attract straight men. I don't even know how to behave like the other women that I see. Not even the men, honestly. I'm just weird. That itself pushes even more people away from me.
And I can't sing like her or do other popular things. I'm only good at math, biology, medicine, and computer science.
So nobody can ever love me the way they love Miku (or at all), and because of that, I'm very jealous of her. I might accomplish great things someday, but I'll have no family or friends to celebrate with. Meanwhile, even the worst Miku song ever will automatically get thousands of views.
Oh and since I mentioned her boss theme, screw Pink DELTARUNE, too. She only gets the attention that she does because she has Miku's voice and is in a Toby Fox game. I always wanted to be a cute stupid cat girl like her. I fall sleep as I pretend I'm just that and they've put me in a cozy kennel every night. Making believe that I'll get tinned cat food for the following breakfast helps me sleep, too.
I hope all of my hate towards your favorite characters and all of the venom that I have to spit convinced you guys to hate me, too. I can't stop thinking about all the people that I've lost because of my issues, and for some reason, that makes me want to be hated by everyone else, too. So I'm saying all these thoughts that have been brewing in my head for a long time, in hopes of having someone tell me something truly hurtful.