Unlike people who have done nothing but kindness keep getting pushed around by circumstances and maltreatment and now carry a deep shame they can't shake away.
I constantly made fun of my sister for being peer pressured, my dad for weird politics, my grandpa for his poems, and screamed at an old lady about what she gave me as “naked candies”. So I feel like I had it coming. Therefore totally unashamed.
Hello morning!
The thing about lucid dream is it’s often an accident to a normal person. But if you are a teenager with a regular stressful schedule and an overly imaginative mind, you can train yourself to have it in a consistent timeframe everyday. More importantly, you can choose what you dream about. It’s not like the real thing, but it’s the closest you can get realistically.
I couldn't talk about my problem before to anyone because people who never went through intense anger would tell me to brush it off and thought it would be easy like how they stopped being upset over their mom didn't buy their favorite snacks.
Then the denial type who learned pseudo wisdom from some monks would tell me to forgive and forget. Then my childhood friend went through a similar thing and chose to react with violence and I ditched her too because well that's just not the direction my life would ever go to.
I could see why some people would go to great lengths to deny their hate and anger so they could present themselves as a perfect victim and to be convincing to the rest of the world. But they were damaging themselves, and most of the time, damaging others in the process as well.
I did the best I could and frankly it's the rest of them that were immature. You are supposed to move from paranoid-schizoid position to the depressive one. You are supposed to have at least one bad thing to talk about your parents too!
Why is it all my dreams about food stopped before I had the chance to taste it? One time I screamed “Sausages!” waking myself up.
People count someone ignoring them as bullying then spread the myth that all autistic people are bullied. One more reason not to trust paranoid narratives. The fact that my friends weren’t was the reason I couldn’t connect well enough with them. Imagine being 15, trying so hard not to violate any human rights, while not dismissing your own hate. The hormones helped big time.
Love is only special when you hate the rest of the population.
Prison Break was petty hip-hop. All that wall climbing looked a lot like what I normally did at school as well.
The reason for disability communism is, it promises us a world where profit is out of the way, everyone can be equally respected as fully human, whether your special interest is math or collecting cool facts about celebrities. Unlike capitalism, where only some lucky people with special interest in computer can work from home then feel smug about it.
Fun fact, they kicked out the person who started the movement after she expressed an endorsement for a certain writer who wrote books for children about witchcraft. Lucky for her, she is still living in capitalism where someone can exploit her cognitive ability in exchange for wage.
Was listening to “Decoding The Guru” the other day while cooking out of sheer curiosity and couldn't wait for the oil to stop bubbling so I could turn it off. Very annoying. Apparently they judge someone because they use clickbait thumbnails in their videos. Come on, leave people a way to make a living. Sometimes between having actual integrity and LOOKING like you do, you can afford only one of them.