Life Is Hell

It is coming from left and right. It is a satanistic silencing of me and my abilities. It comes from all sides. Late bus and then it broke down. I stood all the way downtown when I was not feeling well after waiting far too long for the bus in the first place. Thoughts in my mind about something I cannot write about. Then, when we got downtown, this man started massively verbally abusing me for standing by the back door when I was not getting off on the light rail stop. He kept repeating how stupid and retarded I was in front of a whole bus of people who did not care. I would not let these assaults leave me in tears. I now sit at Starbucks and I just feel ill. I just have a feeling like this will not end, and I am stuck downtown. Oh well, life is hell.