We, as humans, tend to get so wrapped up in life that we forget that we exist, and we are made hollow and easy to move and manipulate. We are in a block of space typing, putting toys away, going to the store, listening to someone else in your head–nobody home.
For many years, I was abused and ignored. The days ate at me. I’ve learned since that most of my suffering was my mind itself, following ridiculous rules, listening to bad advice from people who couldn’t back it up, letting people use me as a doormat.
A hard truth is that I can’t win, even if I’m right a lot of times. If the person doesn’t want to argue with reason, their society status or karma can destroy me.
Leveled down.
Abusers love hate and cling to me. I give them less time until they finally find themselves in the mess of the world. I’m no saint.
You don’t want another’s life, do you? I don’t.
Octopus Ink 
Haters are going to hate… Ignoring them is just the thing to drive them mad! (talk about mind games!)