I've had people who don't know what they are doing or are bad tell me "what" "really happened" when it didn't happen like that, at all. They know they are wrong, but they just keep at me. Before, my parents respected me from a distance, in a way, like it was important and fit, but now they are able to be invovled via secret cameras in my room wherein other people must watch. So, people keep distorting what reality is. I've felt out of touch with people for 10 years since this experiment on my life began to take form for me.
I do not much find use for "forgiveness" when I think something someone did was wrong. They think they are all forgiven "in the process," but I don't have to accept that they keep thinking it's right. It almost sounds like the unforgiveable sin, to forsake the Lord God.
I dunno about what was really affecting my mind to me, but I would say a lotta poor people in Orlando are guilty of this and with racism, unfairness like a life don't count. You could be George Washington, and no one would care cuza raical tension. Like with me being the scapegoat.
Good advice, I clicked thru some of the links. :)