It's feeling all-encompassing now. It's for most people but not all. I've always got the sense that "the news" is mostly just awful shit I can't do anything about, so I never paid attention to it. The real world is what's been killing me. Every fucked up craigslist interaction with a potential roommate that wants me to buy all the furniture just like the last male roommate she used for money with explicit explanation that we won't be dating. The other potential roommate that was a creepy old guy that was asking if I want to play xbox with him in the nude shortly after arriving to see about a room for rent. Every used car I've checked out where a random everyday human (not a "used car sales guy", just an everyday person) says their car is in great condition with no problems and when I go to take a look at it the car is pretty much always beat to shit. Then if I say something about it they invariably say something about me "wasting their time" or "not being serious about buying." Every moment that I reach the checkout register and the employee attempts to get me to sign up for a store credit card because "it's just their job" and "they have to." The moment when I was walking around outside with my shirt off and a girl felt the need to shame me, saying "having your shirt off in public without working out first: big nono. LOL!!!!! :D :D :D" Every moment that I spend on an online dating site, seeing the endless herd of people who don't give a fuck about anything but their own desires. Every moment that I'm in this fucked up mess of a world we created, I hate most parts of it. So I hide away from it, hating it all, trying to find a way to make it okay, and it's not. I can't trust anyone or anything. It's a constant fucking barrage of shame, punishment, loss, and pain. Oh, unless I'm a pretty girl or a rich guy, or some shit like that. Something people desire to exploit. If not, I just get shit on constantly, and this fills me with hate.