I honestly believe that no one hates me, and frankly, I don't hate anyone. But "hate" is a very strong and extreme word to me. That said, I'm sure some may dislike me, or avoid me, and I of course feel that way of some folks too.
I liken "hate" to the word "jealousy". Jealousy (to me) is a form of hate. In example, "why does Johnny have that great car, and I don't". "I deserve it and he does not". "I hate him for that".
To me, the word "envy" is to "Jealousy" as "dislike" is to "hate". I.E. "I envy Johnny's great car, I sure wish I had one".
But then there is my ex-wife, the one who came from white trash, with whom we had 4 children, spent 21 years together, built a very good life, and yet had two boyfriends, and one day let me come home to an empty house and bank accounts. Believe me, I have so many reasons to hate her, but I don't. But the fact I've never gotten "closure" after 38 years still eats at me.
Man, I would love an hour or two to just unload on her, with her mouth shut (obviously). Of course that will never happen, and I guess I do hate that.