Slowly I'll make them see...

Right.
For about a year I've been in a bubble. Ignoring my inner scream.
Not been easy.

Now that I finally decided to voice my anger, my disappointment, now it's getting out of hand.

I'm getting blamed, hurt, shunned.

One day these humans will understand. That all the lies and pain the inflict, might just be returned. Especially the one human. The one that doesn't understand that everything has an effect. When you create hurt, anger etc., it might bite you on the ankle, right at the moment you think you can start to run, and win the game. The day you want to be free and on top of the world. I pray that when that day comes, I will be the one in the gallery.
I'll be the one viewing this realization.

It is sad. Truly sad. I cry for you. I have to.