It's—complicated, I guess. It feels complicated. I hated you at first. I kind of dislike you. But a lot more than my disliking, I also like you. I don't think you're a bad person, and I kind of relate with you a little... and I can't relate to anyone, anymore.
...But yeah, I guess I like you, and that's why I feel bad for having upset you that badly. I was just trying to hurt you because I was hurting, which is stupid.