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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..
Monday, February 23, 2015
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Who Done What
Knowest Not I, but they aren't going to be very happy. Why? Cuz I don't care what they say.
People make me mad. I already explained myself, at least partly. How would anyone even know what happened?
So, I get told something insulting, like I'm just to be tossed aside. I kept flaring at myself on the inside in my room in my bed. People keep insulting me in what they say, like I wanna follow a string of messages. I did actually manage to not tell myself the truth. The truth I still do not know to myself. So, I was dodging getting too upset. What was mentioned about someone more innocent was just an accident and barely breathed out. I told myself what was done was wrong to quell my anger. I got upset at the root of the blame, but I've been trying to hold back. I couldn't land this nonsense anywhere. I've been stolen from my esteem. I don't wanna be bugged by the people talking to me in my room nor my parents! This isn't the 1-way ticket out. If you don't like me and just be nice to me to act like Johnny Depp, fine, but I can call the police.
I already told myself I had what I needed, but you people keep being the ones to tell me otherwise!
So, I get told something insulting, like I'm just to be tossed aside. I kept flaring at myself on the inside in my room in my bed. People keep insulting me in what they say, like I wanna follow a string of messages. I did actually manage to not tell myself the truth. The truth I still do not know to myself. So, I was dodging getting too upset. What was mentioned about someone more innocent was just an accident and barely breathed out. I told myself what was done was wrong to quell my anger. I got upset at the root of the blame, but I've been trying to hold back. I couldn't land this nonsense anywhere. I've been stolen from my esteem. I don't wanna be bugged by the people talking to me in my room nor my parents! This isn't the 1-way ticket out. If you don't like me and just be nice to me to act like Johnny Depp, fine, but I can call the police.
I already told myself I had what I needed, but you people keep being the ones to tell me otherwise!
Friday, February 20, 2015
Mad
I dunno who done what, but I had a mad reaction.
I don't think it's "cute," and I don't think it's "funny."
I guess no one cares who done what, long as it's been done.
You can't have a say in my life if I can't have a say in the world.
Would I do outlandish things to myself if I felt bad about what I did? Does anyone have a right to try to make another person feel bad?
If you wonder why I look how I do it's cuz I haven't been out day in and day out. I'm not reduced to nothing really. That's why I need to work on school. I won't be sedentary.
I did not do anything to anyone badly. I am just a problem for others. I just wanna coast thru my days now, but I can't.
They are disturbing me in private, again.
I don't think it's "cute," and I don't think it's "funny."
I guess no one cares who done what, long as it's been done.
You can't have a say in my life if I can't have a say in the world.
Would I do outlandish things to myself if I felt bad about what I did? Does anyone have a right to try to make another person feel bad?
If you wonder why I look how I do it's cuz I haven't been out day in and day out. I'm not reduced to nothing really. That's why I need to work on school. I won't be sedentary.
I did not do anything to anyone badly. I am just a problem for others. I just wanna coast thru my days now, but I can't.
They are disturbing me in private, again.
Apology?
What happened to make for such a bad day?
I wanted to be nice to Dad, but on the inside kept making me mad. His driving off-ed one of my eyes. Someone may have told him to hurt me for a silly reason or because of silly people. People in Orlando I can say easily are very off.
I wanted to be nice to Dad, but on the inside kept making me mad. His driving off-ed one of my eyes. Someone may have told him to hurt me for a silly reason or because of silly people. People in Orlando I can say easily are very off.
My dad left me hanging. I was thinking how normal people can fun @ curse words, like construction workers, army, etc. They think they are so smart. My dad on purpose bothered me in secret message about touching someone, surprised me. I thought of cursing again more carefully and it came up but not in context of a sentence.
I had a phantasmagoria when I was on pain killers for my spine for 12 hours in bed trying to sleep. I heard Dr. Phil or someone telling me I want this now that now in lapses, in between. I have been trying to exercise not doing this/relaxing. I cannot get a hold of those thoughts. I just wait as if for the Messiah.
Why are people mean to me when I get the attention I need or appreciate?
Why are people telling me what I ^really^ said?
Why have I lost at least 3 relationships to someone being other people's "spitting image" in the situation at least racially?
I was trying to be quiet but guess that does nothing, "relatively speaking." I am trying to avoid talking about someone, but this seems to be happening in general and of interest.
If I Could Do It Differently/What I Did
I don't wanna be bothered for petty mishaps and felt ashamed.
I guess I'd try to forget about it. There's nothing to think. What? Oh, I see, it's a discipline tool.
I guess I'd try to forget about it. There's nothing to think. What? Oh, I see, it's a discipline tool.
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Apology
I came home from college sick. I was startled with a laced insult. I got mad but missed a lot of the targets. I understand if you think I'm unfit. You don't have to pay attention to me. Sorry, for the targets I sorta got. It was a mistake, a known one at the time. I just didn't know what to think and was too late but after didn't think anything.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Ellen DeGeneres
I find her "unforgiving" in an impersonal way, and she'd think you were making fun of Hitler if you said she herself has things that would then not be forgiven. I think she's the type that's afraid to dip her toes in the water. I don't like how she's like my dad secretly getting into others's business.
By saying she is unforgiving I'm not implying perversion but the basic fact that if you do something wrong you're out. That really wouldn't be convenient for her, almost perfect she thinks other than not forgiving others as Jesus said, a simple task in everyday life.
Then, she follows the new ways of people like my Gramma, to "leave no stone unturned." People are allowed to be upset, especially if someone is trying to hurt people. Can anyone prove me wrong? If you could, you should not be mad at me and hurt me emotionally. Then, you'd simply relapse into the saying, "Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can never hurt me." I mean relapse as in you'd think this and then forget what I just said.
I refuse to live in a world where your mouth only remains in a simple smile. That's not this world. I don't think Jesus smiles much.
So, ya, anyone can help me with this? You know how to come in contact with me (like my forum.)
By saying she is unforgiving I'm not implying perversion but the basic fact that if you do something wrong you're out. That really wouldn't be convenient for her, almost perfect she thinks other than not forgiving others as Jesus said, a simple task in everyday life.
Then, she follows the new ways of people like my Gramma, to "leave no stone unturned." People are allowed to be upset, especially if someone is trying to hurt people. Can anyone prove me wrong? If you could, you should not be mad at me and hurt me emotionally. Then, you'd simply relapse into the saying, "Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can never hurt me." I mean relapse as in you'd think this and then forget what I just said.
I refuse to live in a world where your mouth only remains in a simple smile. That's not this world. I don't think Jesus smiles much.
So, ya, anyone can help me with this? You know how to come in contact with me (like my forum.)
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Help!
They made me very upset this morning. I ended up going thru the word "k***" but set apart to represent it to something else. I feel as though I can't trust people. All the really cool people condone me. I can't get out of this sassing that someone I trust said something mean to me via secret message some other person, be it the people experimenting on me. I'm just kinda mad in general. I know it's not just to help me.
Monday, February 16, 2015
The "Dishonest" Label
You'd say it's right to be nice, but instead you act like I need to be punished when I've done nothing wrong to you nor at all in a way and I'm 28 years old, an adult.
Sunday, February 15, 2015
How am I supposed to control my thoughts? With people banging in secret messages? Sometimes, something comes out without my moderation. What is that? I really don't mean it. In fact, I was onto being nice to someone. You know what was said? "You can never have them back." On the spot. When I was hanging my head in shame, they suddenly say that. To make me feel even worse and like I can't be sorry or something weird. That could have contributed to this. Like, you can't be sorry. Just trying to block you out thru any means.
What I Meant
Was that fate would turn around and bite them in the butt for the deep cutting and incessant insults thrown at whatever becomes important in my life for no good reason at all. I guess my dad just wanted that fate to say something else. He put it in my head to make me look guilty, on a flow, to be like his mom.
Problem
My dad won't stop pounding mean secret messages into me when I got up and came out to eat tonight. I didn't really mean it, but the thought came out that maybe he or someone else would get it.. I'm tired of their incessant giving in to meanness towards me for various things that aren't bad. You know, these thoughts keep processing with me. I didn't remember to actively ignore the beatings I felt in my head from his making noises taking out the garbage. He even looked at me snidely when I woke up. If other people are disposable, than so is he.
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Something Normal People'd Like to Know
Does someone have a problem with me?
Lemme guess, my dad? Well, he doesn't have a right to do that. Another certain someone? They don't know enough to. Not by me!
People are being lazily sneaky with me. Really, just look at this. Ever since you kicked me outta Music Education, you've been onto "sneaky."
I can see the satisfaction these actions can bring.
I am left alone in the dark with people pelleting things at me. What if I said no to you? My life is set to be perfect for me.
Lemme guess, my dad? Well, he doesn't have a right to do that. Another certain someone? They don't know enough to. Not by me!
People are being lazily sneaky with me. Really, just look at this. Ever since you kicked me outta Music Education, you've been onto "sneaky."
I can see the satisfaction these actions can bring.
I am left alone in the dark with people pelleting things at me. What if I said no to you? My life is set to be perfect for me.
Apology
My head really was damaged, that's why I yelled, the movie theater was a 3 ring circus at the Sponge Bob Movie. My chair was bumped like 5 separate times.
I'm sorry I acted out in uncontrolled ways at the psychiatrist. I didn't know what to do but for some reason thought I might do something.
I am very sorry I went straight to the source so-to-speak in wondering if someone nice damaged my head. I'm sure there was a reason, but I don't have the guts to do that to someone. I tried not to be vicious, but it came out maybe that's why I was so mad, that someone so nice would do that. My head! I'm sorry, but my head.. I am trying to be sorry. I feel something is missing. Oh yes, I want to figure out why I seem so mean to someone else. I guess I should submit that I was stupid but not purposely mean. Take whatever restraint from me you must for whatever was not meant to be.
:(
I'm sorry I acted out in uncontrolled ways at the psychiatrist. I didn't know what to do but for some reason thought I might do something.
I am very sorry I went straight to the source so-to-speak in wondering if someone nice damaged my head. I'm sure there was a reason, but I don't have the guts to do that to someone. I tried not to be vicious, but it came out maybe that's why I was so mad, that someone so nice would do that. My head! I'm sorry, but my head.. I am trying to be sorry. I feel something is missing. Oh yes, I want to figure out why I seem so mean to someone else. I guess I should submit that I was stupid but not purposely mean. Take whatever restraint from me you must for whatever was not meant to be.
:(
Friday, February 13, 2015
Today at the movies during Sponge Bob a lady walked behind me who was fat with a very large rear end. She hit the back of my chair and it hurt my head. I yelled at te people in the food part and they sent someone in. I had just came out earlier to tell on the cough chain with mostly little kids.
My dad is giving me a hard time again, thinking I can't have a relationship cuz I was mad they mighta did it.
My dad is giving me a hard time again, thinking I can't have a relationship cuz I was mad they mighta did it.
There's not really saying I can't be in a relationship if I hit something like my sofa or ask someone in public why they're looking at me. What about when the people all said I can't have the relationship when I could? Moving in my chair seems to be feeding the frenzy. So what? That lady was up to no good anyway. I didn't hurt anyone. I wanted to get away. And when I hit the table, I hit it no more for I have a computer sitting on it. I have a stress relief toy. I do it sometimes just to prevent things from happening to know I have that outlet if I feel bad, like a comfort. What do you do when you are upest? I know the mascot for this decision about taunting me is from someone who's often notorious for being in a bad mood and in language, which strangely has come to an all-around total halt due to older age? So what? My dad and sisters still think fondly of their alcoholic dad who passed away long ago. Their mom is grumpy all the time and says, "Oh, nuts," and is rough. My mom was being rough the whole car ride. I found when I don't feel good and can't remember how to deal with things, I'll "deal with it," so-to-speak. "If you want something done, you must do it, yourself."
Let's just talk about the chair. I scooted up in it. It was probably my subconcious because the lady was sneakily annoying me by moving in the chair behind me touching the one I was in. So what if it squeaked by accident?
OK, OK, so I seemed in a bad mood. It was cold outside and I was crazy on what to do. It started off, too, if you are interested, when I made shuffling noises with my feet to negate a weird secret message, like in a dream state. They were making fun of my dad. Well, they tried to say I was like him, like they were "in the program" cuz my mom was driving all nasty. The n word came to mind by accident and shouldn't have when my mom seemed to wanna see me naked. I didn't mean it and was fine in a way. My mom wouldn't stop being incessant about that I had to be like my dad and not her in a bad way, the bad ways. The whole drive over! I could sense it and I didn't wanna. The whole drive was like "a trip." So, I come out. My mom had acted like she could not trust me, already. I go in. I sit, I'm fine. My mom sits far from me where we usually sit, too? What did I do? The n word thing? That's because people are watching me. I don't seem to think it much alone outside.
I didn't hit the table with my computer on it. That's mainly what this was about. Go set some rules, now that it's too late. No one ever said I couldn't shuffle my feet nor ask why someone is looking at me like I'm nothing. The chair thing happened when these kids kept making little agitating noises that I could not have a relationship for asking why someone was looking at me. Imagine if a little girl did what I just did. She'd be a hero. This is like the rape case where the guy goes to jail for life whereas the murderer who turned himself in gets rewarded for only 27 years. What if they caught him before turning himself in? What about when the people executed a guy who came in with a positive attitude but was a murderer? Not all murderers get executed.
Also, it's none of your business if I make a statement. I didn't do anything violent. What about those boys making little agitated talk like I can't have a relationship and threatening to spread the rumor? I can't have that. Moving in my chair didn't help that way. I wonder why I did it? Just like the other things I do.
Then, I proceeded to zip my zipper up loudly when it was my turn. That wasn't like throwing a magazine across the room. What about all these other people in relationships who led a life of havoc??
Let's just talk about the chair. I scooted up in it. It was probably my subconcious because the lady was sneakily annoying me by moving in the chair behind me touching the one I was in. So what if it squeaked by accident?
OK, OK, so I seemed in a bad mood. It was cold outside and I was crazy on what to do. It started off, too, if you are interested, when I made shuffling noises with my feet to negate a weird secret message, like in a dream state. They were making fun of my dad. Well, they tried to say I was like him, like they were "in the program" cuz my mom was driving all nasty. The n word came to mind by accident and shouldn't have when my mom seemed to wanna see me naked. I didn't mean it and was fine in a way. My mom wouldn't stop being incessant about that I had to be like my dad and not her in a bad way, the bad ways. The whole drive over! I could sense it and I didn't wanna. The whole drive was like "a trip." So, I come out. My mom had acted like she could not trust me, already. I go in. I sit, I'm fine. My mom sits far from me where we usually sit, too? What did I do? The n word thing? That's because people are watching me. I don't seem to think it much alone outside.
I didn't hit the table with my computer on it. That's mainly what this was about. Go set some rules, now that it's too late. No one ever said I couldn't shuffle my feet nor ask why someone is looking at me like I'm nothing. The chair thing happened when these kids kept making little agitating noises that I could not have a relationship for asking why someone was looking at me. Imagine if a little girl did what I just did. She'd be a hero. This is like the rape case where the guy goes to jail for life whereas the murderer who turned himself in gets rewarded for only 27 years. What if they caught him before turning himself in? What about when the people executed a guy who came in with a positive attitude but was a murderer? Not all murderers get executed.
Also, it's none of your business if I make a statement. I didn't do anything violent. What about those boys making little agitated talk like I can't have a relationship and threatening to spread the rumor? I can't have that. Moving in my chair didn't help that way. I wonder why I did it? Just like the other things I do.
Then, I proceeded to zip my zipper up loudly when it was my turn. That wasn't like throwing a magazine across the room. What about all these other people in relationships who led a life of havoc??
Problems
1st, I imagined k***ing myself. These thoughts against others would/do not do.
So, I got up.
I wanted to say I'm stuck here thinking of things that don't matter.
I can't have my dad and older aunt thinking I can't have a relationship with someone if they don't like some thing I do or if I do something I in the end/really know is wrong. So what if I'm in a relationship? My Gramma thinks so, too. Stop making me feel guilty. My dad also has a peeve I should not see my relatives and he was supported in this by someone else. They are mean people who refuse to show me any feeling. They don't show it in the right way now that I'm not as inhibited.
So, I got up.
I wanted to say I'm stuck here thinking of things that don't matter.
I can't have my dad and older aunt thinking I can't have a relationship with someone if they don't like some thing I do or if I do something I in the end/really know is wrong. So what if I'm in a relationship? My Gramma thinks so, too. Stop making me feel guilty. My dad also has a peeve I should not see my relatives and he was supported in this by someone else. They are mean people who refuse to show me any feeling. They don't show it in the right way now that I'm not as inhibited.
Dear Problems Blog
I thought it'd be a nice night until I felt upset messages when I heard my dad cough. I didn't mean to think anything that bad. Trying to feel good about my self and go to sleep.
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