Bullying’s an epidemic that’s poisoning society. Take it from someone who has, unfortunately, been a victim of this reprehensible behavior. Let me be clear — nobody deserves to be bullied, ever. Especially for trivial things like how you dress, or what music you listen to, or even if the Agreed Statement of Facts you signed states that you defrauded a bunch of seniors out of everything they owned, and now their families want your head on a stick.
I’ve been targeted for months by a bunch of tormentors who’ve left me unkind voicemails and downright rotten social media posts, claiming my business endeavors have caused them undue pain and suffering. These claims are… whatever, but that still doesn’t give them the right to harass me just because I tried to help their vulnerable relatives get in on the ground floor of a sure-fire pyramid opportunity. It’s not my fault they ran out of cash before they could carry the ball over the goal line. Talk about toxic!
There’s simply no justice in this world. When they hauled me into that kangaroo court, their lawyers spent more time demonizing me than they did thanking me for trying to help a bunch of geezers achieve financial freedom. Now, I can barely enjoy myself on the lake in my new Yamaha SX190 powerboat that I bought after convincing some of them to let me invest their savings into a few guaranteed crypto pump-and-dumps, knowing the mean things they’re saying about me. It’s no wonder I turned to drugs in order to cope, and because I can afford, like, all of the drugs now.
Sure, I was already deep into the booger sugar before all this, but that was in a more fun, carefree way, not a still-really-fun-but-now-people-are-calling-me-out-and-I-don’t-like-it kind of way. With having my good name dragged through the mud, how the heck am I supposed to introduce new clients to my exciting, once-in-a-lifetime, too-good-to-be-true, multi-level marketing schemes?
Life is all about learning lessons. That’s why I’ve decided to pack up and leave this place, with the intent to grow as a person with a new outlook, a new attitude, and of course, a new alias that I can use somewhere in a new town where the fraud laws aren’t so problematic.