My name is John Merrick

Why do people always decide to pick on me? Is as if they view me as an animal. I am not an animal, my name is John Merrick and i look a bit different from people. Everyone always talks about equality and not segregating, but contradict themselves once they see me. Today, people decided to chase me until i reached a dead end in the restroom and pushed my limits to the point where i had to express myself. This makes me feel like a circus animal because i cant go anywhere without being discriminated and looked on upon. I wish people can accept me for who I am and not make fun of who I am. I didn't chose to be born like this and its not my fault people want to look and stare at me. People wouldn't like it if they were being chased around and made fun of, so why would anyone want to do it to me? Is it because I look different? I mean EVERYONE looks different in their own way.