When I was in high school I got beat up every day. I was among the top 10 students in my year at one point, and then eventually dropped out of school due to not being able to face it anymore. I lost all my friends and became suicidal after what had happened to me. I never pictured myself ever ending up in a psychiatric ward but within a few years that was where I would find myself.
I was raped by a man in America while on holiday. I thought he was friendly but he had an agenda. I was lonely, I went on holiday on my own and got talking to him, he ended up getting me drunk and then taking advantage of me.
I ran away to France once, I slept on the street in Paris then had a nervous breakdown and spent 2 weeks in a French mental hospital in the countryside.
I've been in a few psychiatric wards in this country. I was treated like dirt.
I'm 32 now and have never had a long term girlfriend and have no friends. This is the UK in 2019. What a marvellous, civilized, advanced country we are!