No matter what I put here, you still don't know me. None of those things makes me special, and yet you need to know them in order to understand, but I'm unwilling to share. You would judge me. You would think I'm like all the rest. And I am. But I'm not.
Action and reaction. I don't care if you don't like me, because all humans are as hateful as they are lovable. There is a reason for everything we do, everything we are.
Unless you can reach out beyond the present and beyond the limits of your own experiences, and discover those reasons, you will never know anyone.