I have to be honest, I swing massively between a ridiculous arrogance and self-righteousness and an extreme self-loathing.
I hate my crushing lack of confidence. I hate how I can't talk to people I don't know on my own without shaking or my voice shaking. I hate how whenever I screw up a social interaction with someone I'll replay it in my mind OVER and OVER for hours, analyzing exactly what I did wrong. This analysis only serves to make me more shy, more closed in and more nervous in social situations, until I end up with phases that last months where I try to avoid speaking to anybody. And I especially hate how my conscience will criticize me for all that, labelling myself as somehow weak or pathetic.
I think a lot of people think that no-one likes them, and of course the classic response is always to say that's rubbish, "grass is always greener" ect. I think I'm different though. I'm not naive enough to say that nobody likes me, I do have a small number of very close friends, I just think I have a personality that people generally dislike and I guess I've come to accept that. Most social groups I'm in, I'm disliked or hated by the majority, but really liked by a few so I guess I am a Marmite person. You adjust to it, and find a sort of twisted amusement in provoking peoples dislike of you.
I'll type more coherently when it's not midnight sometime, this has turned into a bit of a misanthropic rant and I fear I may have killed the vibe of the topic.
Interesting topic though.