Who I’ve Become - where’s the pride?

I hate myself.
I used to love myself.
I used to love everything about myself - the mistakes and all.
I used to always have something I loved about myself, even in the darkest moments.

But now,
I hate every cell that makes the new me.

I used to have pride in all of me - no one could stop me.
I used to be the best athlete I knew - and most certainly the fastest.
I used to be one of the smartest - and I knew science was my favorite.
I used to have morals - and keep them most of the time.
I used to love - love the world and everything in it.
I used to love me.

But now,
Who am I - and is there anything left to love?
I hate the way I can’t work hard.
I hate they way I can’t keep a relationship.
I squeamishly loath the feelings I have.
I hate myself.