I have decided to become a recluse. I will no longer go out in public. I'm going to have all of my groceries delivered to my door by Walmart.
I'm through with society. Because I have a mental disorder, I draw a check. That will make it very easy to be a recluse.
I loved my dad but he treated me like a piece of crap when I was a child. He would cuss me out at the drop of a hat.
Once when I was seven years old, he cussed me out because I asked to borrow fifty cents.
One time Dad told us that we weren't worth taking out to be shot.
Mom fixed him real good. She told him that he wasn't worth the bullet that it would take to kill him with.
But I still loved my dad and it was terrible and painful when he died.
Other people have also treated me like crap. I've had nothing but rejections from women. My own grandmother even started treating me like a piece of crap.
In late 1986 or early 1987, she started talking to me like I was a dog.
But luckily, my mom was good to me. She was a wonderful woman and I was blessed to have her for my mother.
Almost everybody has never respected my opinions. It's like I'm invisible.
I've respected other people's opinions because nobody respects mine. I have good opinions but almost everybody doesn't care. They never have.
I realize that there are a lot of good people in our society and I've met some of them.
I like and respect the good people but there a lot of bad people as well.
I know when I'm licked and I'm throwing in the towel. I've given up on life.
I can't kill myself because it says in the Bible that if people commit suicide, they will go to Hell. I can't risk going to Hell. As bad as life on Earth is, Hell is a thousand times worse.
But if God chooses to end my life, so be it. I'm fed up with life and I quit. And because of this damn election, that's the last straw.