I'll admit I've only read a few of your stories, just to get the general vibe of the site. However, I can bet money my life sucks more than yours.
I am a 52 year old man who must register as a sex offender for the rest of my life. Because of that, I can not get a job. I can not find a decent place to live. I can not make friends with or date anyone respectable. I'm likely to die penniless and alone, and possibly homeless.
Oh, but it gets worse. I'm about as ordinary, normal and boring of a guy that you'll ever meet. I don't drink. I don't abuse drugs. I don't even smoke. I've never harmed, harassed, threatened nor been inappropriate with anyone - man, woman or child - ever in my entire life.
If that's not bad enough, read on.
I was living a pretty good life before all of this happened. I worked as an Excel developer for a great company where I'd been for over ten years. I lived in an upscale neighborhood. I drove a nice car. I did not associate with criminals or crack heads. My friends were law-abiding, reputable members of the community. There was nothing about my life, nothing about what I said or did or the way I acted, that would make you think that I was anything more than just a regular guy. It never occurred to me for a second that my life crumble like it has.
A few years ago I developed an obsession with online porn. I started spending so much time looking at porn I would even make excuses to not go to work or be with my friends so I could spend more time with my porn. Pornography can be a powerful, corrupting influence if there are not outside forces to keep in check. My perversion grew unchecked until I really did not care what wound up on my computer.
I don't think too many people believe me when I say that I was not watching child porn even though it was on my computer when the feds showed up at my door. But that's okay. Because it doesn't matter what anybody thinks. The fact is that I am now branded as a sex offender. That means most people consider me to be a child molester, a threat to society, and I deserve to be tortured and this and that. It's crazy. For 50 years I was everybody's friend. Now I'm everybody's enemy. I didn't change. Everybody else did.
Now I live in a halfway house, in a 12X14 room with two other men. I only spent five months in prison. I've tried really hard to get my life back since then. I've been offered over a dozen jobs in just the past 6-7 months. They were all excellent jobs with great pay, doing the kind of work that I love to do. But they all vaporized into thin air once my background was revealed.
My mother died in April, leaving me enough money that I can stay alive another couple of years if I just merely exist. After that...I don't know. I've about given up. I don't deserve to die this way, simply for a regrettable mistake that I made so many years ago. However, it's not up to me. I've come to realize that I live in a country full of cowards. We elect cowardly people to pass cowardly laws that make us all feel safe and protected. It's a real shame.
So...you can shut down your web site now that you've reached the end of just how much life can suck!!