I felt enormous grief from how they treated me. I saw the other side of life: people, evil, strife. A joyful heart is good medicine but the traumatized become ugly as the system spirals down suddenly. They’d project a bad rep on me, act like they owned me, proceed to kill my spirit and take my liberty. Caught in projections without solution I went dead praying God would end it. They had no idea who I was nor could they ever. It was the Dunning-Kruger effect of the unclever.