Last week, I was so depressed because of what the conglomerate is doing to me that I didn't leave my apartment to buy food. I ate almost nothing for two or three days. Probably because of that, I got sick and have been sick for the past few days.
There hasn't been a day since the conglomerate began to persecute me in 2010 that I haven't thought about suicide. It's not a fleeting thought; it's what I think about unless I am able to think about something else, which I frequently am not.
I'm not asking people to feel sorry for me; I don't need or want them to do that. I shouldn't have to ask that the bullying stop; it should never have happened, and it's sickening that it ever did, and it's sickening that it has continued for so many years.
Copyright L. Kochman, September 15, 2016 @ 5:08 a.m.
