Pain.

Suffering.

Agony.

They are all terms to describe the feeling of intense discomfort caused by something unlikable. At least that's what the dictionary says. But those terms don't even remotely describe what I feel. What I have been feeling for the past ten years. To say that I am in discomfort is such an understatement to my predicament. Ha! Even the term predicament is an understatement.

No, I am not in a predicament. I am in Hell. People say that sinners go to hell when they die. But those people never say that more than one hell exists, and that the victims of sinners go to hell, too. Alive. I know the truth though. We live that hell every day. Our fates are worse than death.

And there is no changing it.

Maybe I don't want to change it.