I'm actually feeling quite better now. With the care of my friends, I'm feeling better about this whole thing.
This...filth doesn't deserve to even be thought of. The only reason I'll remember even anything about it is to remember how caring, loving and helpful all my friends have been during this horrific time. I've realized that I'm way too good for it, everyone and everything honestly is. Air is too good for this garbage. Having a job is too good for it. I just feel terrible for anyone that has the nightmarish misfortune of even crossing paths with this filth, especially his poor son, no wonder she wanted to keep him away from it.
I want to thank all my wondrous friends for helping me during this. I probably wouldn't be alive without all of them.