I've lost both my parents. The last one was 5 months ago. In person I've had people ask to buy my house, one threatened. Put a drainage spout on my front yard. People continuesly break boundaries or don't know what they are. Online here and Quora I've asked for estate advice, for advice on how others get through it, on how to eat. I lost over 25 lbs. Although there's been some nice people, others have blamed me, said that I'm a troll, that I need to up my meds, said some of the cruelist things ever. While these online people don't know me, my parents raised me that if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. Why are people so mean? Why do they enjoy tearing down others when they're at their lowest? I guess I'm a glutton for punishment if I'm on here still talking about it. I don't see my therapist until tomorrow. My friends and my priest who know me have my back. There's a part of me that wants to engage with other people however not knowing if they're demons, I just don't want to leave my house. Is this hell? It is Westchester, NY.