Of all the times I've been locked up, the one where they injected me with drugs was also one where they had no reason to lock me up in the first place.

I paid for a hotel room and the hotel cancelled my service while expecting me to handle the refund process myself, instead of simply refunding me for the fact that they cancelled a reservation I had paid for.

The cops handle that situation by telling the victim to leave, arresting them if they don't leave, and offering no recourse.

I chose to waste their time and money on arresting me instead of leaving willingly, and they didn't like that, so they had me locked in the psych ward and lied to the medical staff about me calling in bomb threats or something, so the medical staff treated me like an insane person.

I was never able to get any recourse over this situation, society has just kept getting more obsessed with letting cops and hospitals abuse people.

Anyway, if Digit and my other favorite people keep hating me so much forever, it really sucks that they helped me stop being suicidal before they realized they would want me to die. I can't really get around how much that sucks. I just try to enjoy life as long as Digit and the others all let me believe they're probably alive