you still instinctively hate me, simply because I’m not exactly like you. I really don’t, I feel worried for you, and intimidated by your hostility. How would I even know whether you are like me or not? We know nothing about each other!

I am not questioning that you have been abused and that it must have been truly horrible. The paranoid delusion is thinking that every person is a sadist who’s out to hurt you, and that some stranger saying “sorry” on the internet is doing so with some undefined malicious intent.

I hope you get better.