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My Father
My father is a difficult man. I know he only wants whats best for me, and wants me to be happy. But he just doesn't know how to help me get there. So he tries doing it his way. I told him how to do it my way, and he said he would. But then he just feel back into doing it his way again. Like always. Everyone who tries to help me does that. I'm psychotic, I don't think like normal people do, so to help me, you can't do what you normally would. My father, like everyone else so far, has tried to take an authority line. Ha ha. What part of psychotic don't they get? One of my symptoms is that I HATE authority. My heart skips a beat when I see a police man walking down the street. So why do you think you'll be any different? You won't be. No one has been. When you draw lines and box me in I simply walk away. I don't stand for it. I'm doing my own thing. It may look like I'm not doing anything, but everyday I have a thousand ideas going through my head, and I weigh them all up, and the ones that seem possible I pursue. *sigh* I don't suppose this is likely to change anytime soon. Maybe I should just give in to other people's authority. But that idea repels me, the thought of anyone having control over my actions irritates me to no end. So what am I going to do? I have no idea. I'll work something out eventually though.