I'm pretty much expecting one of the harassers any day now to physically harm me. Yelling at the house I live at and the neighbors yell at me everyday from inside their house. I get yelled at out in public,so I am preparing for whatever is coming. I have prayed to God. It would be nice if these people had lives but the obviously don't. So my mom knows where to bury me. Calling the hairdresser to fix my hair when I go. As usual, this will be blamed on my mental illness and thus I will be called paranoid. I'd much rather have the option of suicide but I guess that is not going to happen. Other shit has been going on since 2002, before I was mental. since i like sparkly things, i bring to thidsinkrose: i've lost all will to try and go around things. i wish i was drunk and asleep.