one continous nightmare

you know that's all it is right? Life? If you don't know then you must be part of the 1% who does not have to worry where the next meal will come from, where your child's college money will come from, where you don't have to worry about what is going to happen to your parents who work labor intensive jobs and are killing themselves, and now one only has a few years left to live, and will die a horrible, slow and painful death.  You don't know what it's like to go in to work and have the world laughing at your pain daily for reasons you don't understand.  You don't know what it's like to have the law tell you to go in and make someone's life 10 times worse than it already is or you, the law is going to remove their children, make them feel unfit because life has beaten them down and they can't get back up.  Hell, you don't know what's it like to not want to get back up every day, to wish it would all end, and all this, you go through ALL THIS ALONE.  ABSOLUTELY ALONE.  No one cares because they are either self absorbed assholes or because their own lives are so horrible they cannot care, but to reach out is dangerous because the world is full of vipers just waiting for vulnerable prey, someone they can take whatever bit happiness or comfort that person has left, whatever little dot in the universe might make someone think maybe life is worth going on for one more day, AND the fucking gnats.  I hate them every one.  I would kill every last one forever if I had the power.