I kicked my house wall and now there's a hole. I did it because I was enraged at my child trafficking neighbors who have been harassing me for the last 8 months.

I felt bad that I destroyed the wall. Then I realized that I felt bad because the wall didn't do anything. It's an inanimate object, and it didn't deserve my wrath – it was and is innocent. That's why I felt bad for the wall. I hope the wall can forgive me.

Which brings me to this conclusion: maybe my rage and wrath should be directed at those who deserve it, i.e. child trafficking murderers.

In other words, maybe if I hurt them I won't feel bad at all. The child trafficking murderers deserve it.

The wall didn't deserve my violence.

They've been keeping me up for 4-5 days straight, and I've slept maybe 10 hours in the last 4-5 days. My apologies if my writing sucks right now… dozing off.