I don't feel 2 years older than I did when I was made homeless again in 2017.

I feel like a different person.

In 2016, when I moved into the 2nd apartment in a row where I was criminally victimized by voyeurism and where I arranged everything I did to reduce the conglomerate's ability to record even more naked images of me than it already had from years of targeting me, I didn't think that my faith in people could be tested any more.  I was wrong about that.

I am near the street where that apartment building is.  When I had to move to the shelter because of retaliation for my having objected to the hidden, illegal cameras, I did what I could not to dwell on it.  I knew that I would fall apart if I thought about it a lot.  Even now, I know that I shouldn't dwell on the idea that someone is living in that apartment when all I had asked was that the cameras be removed from it.

At this bus stop near that street, there's an ad for "Find Your Park," a slogan started by the National Park Service during the Obama administration.  As far as I know, that's code for finding the voyeuristic video that was filmed of me during the one date that I had in 2010, about which the conglometate has tortured me ever since, while celebrities publish naked or almost naked pictures of themselves and don't subsequently have to put up with cameras in their homes or bathrooms.