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Bear in mind, a lotta these posts are of interest to normal people. - This is my diary available online to get help from others. I never mean any harm. My thoughts may appear scattered at times, but I bring it together. Some things may not make sense to you..

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

They won't stop and pushed me away to someone in a way I don't like.
I thought I heard someone dancing and jiving to dividing up my head into a few parts rather than being a single entity.

Upset

I am upset that things didn't go right it seems recently when I see my dad and come in sorta ready but then I'm not.

Yup

They won't stop.

Problem

As I turned my computer off, I realized they had made the wait symbol on a still page and made a movement for a personal flair, fyi probably someone else thinking they can be my mom instead because I need an older mom but in a bad way, like I "need" it.  I dunno, I was going to watch TV, and it bothered me.  They'll do something else again, but at least you know they're doing it.  I know why they do it again, too.  Someone wants it like that.

Also, it takes awhile to load the page to post to my blog, and I don't know why.

Pathetic

My dad reached over and said I couldn't do something in a relationship with someone secretly and I automatically thought of a carton version of cutting it off.  He did it on purpose to copy his mom's strategy.  I kept thinking of him to leave me alone with his problems always testing me by insulting me in secret message, acting now like the experimenters do stuff for him and "it's okay."  He has nasty thoughts about people who really nice to me.

So, what is his problem?  Is it pathetically that one thing I did when I was 11?  That's not okay.  I want my life back.  I don't want him in it like that like before.

Another Joke

It's sad to joke about something like being a daughter.  I should not be too important, but sometimes he initiates weird thoughts for some reason, that don't make sense, like I'm important but I think I'm not.
There were 2 things, but now I just remember 1.  My dad should not feel bad about - oh I remember - joked about being insignificant even if he does something I hate.  Also, the joke about how my mom and I both had cancer but not him, it was bound to come to mind.

Wai Wai Wait

I walk in everyone beats me up emotionally and if one bad word flares up as an idea I can't have something?  How is that to treat a lady?