I may only dream of such a world where it was that simple. Some would say one's will and inspiration to frame an individual suffices as a foundation. To use a metaphor, it's a very Corenlius-Evazan-esque situation but without a jedi to retaliate and with the whole bar (representing the known world) in on it. The stigma is also contagious in a way, the few people who see things for what they are being lumped in with me, often not even intentionally. The suspicion for me was always pre-existing, based on trivial things about me that brought to mind misconceptions, and it just possesses new forms it seems, no matter how collateral, never shrinking because it takes a self-feeding form. Sometimes it's like the minds of the world have been hacked because one minute I might be explaining such a thing to them and being told I'm being agreed with, and the next, they're being confronted by an antagonizer who barely says two words to them about the conspiracy theory of what I've done that I just got done alluding to as what it is, even involving positions of authority on occasion, and suddenly they've been wololo'd. So avoiding fulfilling the object of their fears does little to quell anything.