Hello everyone, people are being mean to me at my housing building.  It used to only be the staff.  Now it is some residents too.  Amir tried to hurt my reputation even though I gave him a taco. And Manny was mean today which is definitely out of the ordinary.  James was the other one who got mad first.

So I guess it is goodbye soon.  Maybe it means I am moving this year.  My doctor thinks I need a higher level of care.  To me I just need to not be tortured. I suspect a higher level of care means being tortured worse by other people.

God doesn't like it when people are mean to me. I feel his holy spirit recede.  I don't know what people are thinking to do it anyway. Like what is so great to you that you can turn down God being pleased with you?

Anyway I did not know what to do today. I wish I could have gone to the epilepsy conference.  I think in a way this is a clue to not RSVP to anything else and think of myself as out of the game for events.  Like I am homebound now.  That is sad but at least I am still somewhat independent.  Some people can't be homebound in this way because they cant live on their own. 

I don't think it was that clever for the school people to get everyone to hate me for twelve years.  The idea I think is a creative city project where people imitate my old retail environment.  But I think we could have helped more people by not wasting good work.

I have said that before. It is on my mind again because I am sad today and feel injustice. So in my mind it connects all together. Well that is all.  I should probably un RSVP for the disability conference that I was going to go to in June.