I can’t believe that it’s already February. I guess time flies by when we’re having so much fun. Fun? What fun?
It happens everywhere I go. I walk into McDonald’s, Vons, Albertsons, 7-11, shopping mall, bus, and the atmosphere suddenly changes. All these places become loud, bright lights go on, loud chattering, a lot of loud laughter, public address system always goes on, everybody becomes aware that I’ve entered. It’s like something evil has entered the place. The evil is, of course, me. And the all the people have to get rid of the evil. And this is done by being noisy. The noisier the better. The noisier, the quicker the evil spirit will leave.
This is what I have to deal with every single time I go somewhere.
This is what’s done to people who are not wanted.
You people, who don’t live my live, can’t even begin to know what it is like to live my life. From reading my blog, you can’t even really feel what I feel. You might think you do, but you can never know. Just as I don’t know what life you live, you can’t know mine.
You people are lucky that you’re not victims of government harassment. The only people who know what my life is really like are other targets. They know how miserable this life is.
So, while I appreciate someone telling me to be positive about life, I also resent it. If you can tell me to stop whining, then I know you have absolutely no idea of what my life is really like, because if you did, you wouldn’t say that to me.
This is an absolutely miserable time in my life. I didn’t know what misery was until the government harassment began.
These people are evil and without a soul. I know none of them have a soul if they can do to me what they do.
Imagine having someone attached to you 24/7. Imagine never a moment to yourself. Imagine not even being able to take a shower without that person right next to you. Imagine this happening to you every day of the year without let-up. That’s my life and the life of every target.
We are living in hell. All of us targets. And someone telling us to suck it up and be positive doesn’t help. It makes us feel worse. All the positivity only make us realize you out there don’t really understand what’s happening to us.
If only you could live our lives for one week, you would truly understand the hell we live, and I wonder how long you would last!
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