My relationship with others have always left much to be desired.
Not to say there haven't been a small percentage of people who were kind to me and treated me decently.
But most people I've run into during my lifetime either ignore me or treat me like I don't matter.  Or they try to take advantage of me in some way.  Or they get all fearful and paranoid of me, like I'm somehow a "threat" of some sort.


I don't know what there is about me that brings about those type of attitudes and responses in so many so collectively.  I've always suspected there to be some kind of divine skulduggery afoot all these years and that my dilemma has nothing to do with anything I've ever done "wrong".