Take me into a cozy jail cell.

I’m longing for a cozy jail cell. Why is it so hard to have security in life? The hardest problem is that I’m looked at like I’m crazy for such a need. If one didn’t have to suffer a stigma for being incarcerated I’d experience it. The problem with society is that they can’t understand someone who is different and doesn’t fit the cultural norm. I didn’t ask to be different and it wasn’t my fault that there was a evil person who brainwashed the hell out of me.  I am so tired of feeling so depressed. People think freedom is so great but in all reality is this life really free. I can’t afford the basics leg along stuff to keep me entertained. I want human compassion.