Stuck in Transgression

I went to the doctors to get the antipsychotic injection today. As I was talking to the doctor, towards the end, I think he noticed my situation. The look on his face, was like a deer, stunned by headlights. 

I left his office, and as I was arranging another appointment, to get the next injection, the experience in the doctors office was flashing through my mind like a painting, being watered down. 

I feel like if someone ever hit me, he'd call the police on me, and they'd be too concerned about my mental health, to help, but instead, cart me off to the psychiatric ward. 

Mother nature has a way of sneaking it's hand in, and taking any credibility away from me, while others are playing out the dynamic, because of the negative energy that follows me around. There is a conspiracy against me, and no one will ever give me the benefit of the doubt. You will only feel disgust, because I am a repulsive person. You'll discriminate me, in a similar way that black people, or homosexauls were once discriminated, because that is your human nature.