Life lesson If someone decides they hate me(or whoever) then EVERYTHING I do becomes hateable and fits into their narrative about me. Eg if I gave someone my kidney 'they' would posit that
A) I had 4 kidneys
B) I'd been paid
C) I was virtue signalling
D) I gave my worst kidney

How do I know this? I used to BE one of those people! In my drinking days when I felt angry/powerless/overlooked/hideous and like life was a zero-sum game (if you got something nice, it meant there was less left for me.)
It was a horrible way to live and to be

So! The moral of the story! Haters gonna hate. In fact, haters GOTTA hate, it's how they cope.
Meanwhile, I will try to do the best version of me that my flawed self can manage.
The End