I confide in myself and with my own pride. I own nothing and have only but the clothes on my back. I speak to almost no one and hate those who do not acknowledge me. I've been abused most of my life by my friends, family, and the locals in my town. I have come to hate women for how I've been treated. I've been punched in the face by a women (and never struck back at her), I have been used for money by women, I have been lied to by women, I have been stabbed in the back by women, I have been told that I am weak by women, I have been thrown out like trash by women, I have had women want to fight with me or cause fights with me, so I give up. I confide in myself and now ignore women. I'm a-sexual and have no interest in relationships or contact with women, but I am alone with hatred towards women. What do I do? I look at women and it upsets me just to see their presence. It brings back all the abuse I have taken from women in my past. How do I look beyond all of this? It eats me up, it dilludes my presence, it makes me feel invisible to others. Like I don't exist. What do I do? I feel this feeling will never leave. I wish it would, but its like the ghost that haunts me. Are there any good women left out there or have they all dissapeared? Are all the women now just self absorbed with money and possesions or do they really care? I feel this all the time, so I am alone with hatred...
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