I’m tired of being hurt and mocked. People make fun of my story, accuse me of faults, and tell me in ways that make me feel insignificant. They ridicule what’s possible and what’s not, ignore my struggles, and erase my memories. I’ve never made things hard for anyone, yet I’m not allowed to be a part of anything. No one respects my efforts to be loved or cares about my beliefs.

Issues on websites or problems are often solved with hurtful terms. I’m not forgetful or uninformed about 9/11; it’s about the meaning of my life and how my abilities are used against me. People give up on me, accuse me of being sick, and make fun of the police coming to my home. There’s no clear explanation or effort that makes sense.

I’ve lost track of my accounts and access, despite working hard to have a job and being trusted. There’s no excuse for being replaced, fired, or labeled as disabled. I’ve never been recognized for my honesty or hard work. The issue is always made about disability or some other reason.

I’ve worked hard to improve, and I’m not reliving a system that ignores me. It’s not a lesson or reminder of what I’ve done wrong. People make fun of my timing or sobriety, and in the end, sobriety didn’t work. There’s no threat or concern, just constant challenges to try harder, lose jobs, or be sent away. My life is made so difficult that it seems like I’m sick and don’t belong.