If you want to wish anything on an enemy, don’t waste time on illness. One day that suffering will stop. Instead wish upon them poverty- it’s a feeling that crushes you from the inside out, shames you in an empty room and makes you acutely aware how being, being something or being somewhere is more than you can afford. You can’t afford to stay at home because it costs to heat or light, even trips to the toilet and the necessary hand soap and loo toll incur a cost.
You can’t afford to socialise- a friend coming over is a pair of eyes to view your state of living and another mouth to feed, you can’t afford to visit because you might have had to sacrifice wash powder for food, travel expense is out of the question and better yet, poverty takes your connection with other people away. No longer…