Self-help books were my coping mechanism
I realized that the solutions I needed were personal, only applicable to my own situation. It involved unlearning a lot of harmful mindsets and making amends, listening to the way I talked to myself and actively countering what I was hearing.
In defense of the unlikeable protagonist
I never saw my negative characteristics as anything worth parading or celebrating. I knew that they were there, but I never drew attention to them in fear that making others aware of their existence would magnify them until they were the only visible parts about me. But seeing them fleshed out and personified on the big screen served as a much-needed reminder that I could be all these imperfect things and still have the right to occupy space in the world and redeem myself in the end.