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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..

Sunday, February 15, 2015

It was another of those things lodged in my brain to do, to think that.  I'm very sorry, but I was being slammed at mentally incessantly and it was hard to make a counter-judgement.  I'm sure the police would agree in this case.
What should be done with me?  What I do is done and is bad but not on purpose.  My thoughts when they slip.  My therapist doesn't say much about it but says that I'm schizo.
They are abusing me and letting everyone else run freely.
If all you care about is messing with 1st impressions, you will never get anywhere.
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.
Why are there thought police?  I probably don't mean what I think nowadays.  Someone else did it.

cont.

I also got the fruit.  It's strawberries in chocolate mostly and pineapple shaped in a bouquet.. and 3 grapes on a sticks.

cont.

My aunt just sent me a really cute teddy bear holding a strawberry dipped in chocolate that I like.  My dad may mess with me getting cute gifts "just because 'it must be related.'"

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.
They won't leave me alone and get on with life.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Why do people respect my dad, when I am just living my life, they play games and bring him into mine.  No one has *** with their dad.  And I'm NOT talking about older men, neither, to have ***.  It's a no.  I would only do it for the tradition.
My dad won't stop being rude to me periodically and then ricocheting back.  I feel reverberations from the past before.  He does it in a way no one here tends to notice.
My dad keeps acting like I'm bad.  The normal response would be..  And don't threaten to attack me because you know what the next thing is.  You all won't let him be nice to me.
For some people not even wanting to have any kids, you sure have strange dreams and ideals set up for your life and in your mindset the eyes of others.

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.

So

I did some thinking, sorry, and hope for a better day tomorro'!

Apology

Today, it started out 2 black girls, one very obese and one very short were tagging at me like I was nothing tho.  I shoulda just realized they were colored and not get mad in that way.  Sometimes, I don't know what to do about things like that.

Apology

I was trying to talk about someone nicely with my dad, but I had some thought of restraint from them.  I will try not to.

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.

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