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Hi.

Given that a WP is in a manner of speaking someone in my life... message is what is it that prevents you from reading the opening posts in threads before giving the OP your opinion?

My car will make your car its b***h.

Dear family,

You keep inviting me to things, yet when I'm there it is always awkward. Almost always, someone has a falling out. Or Jackie (my sister) makes jibes at me and everyone else pretends everything is fine.

And again someone asks me if I want to bath the baby, or change his nappy. Everyone knows I can't say yes. Everyone knows I have OCD. Everyone knows I don't like children. Everyone knows I like my nephew. Even Jackie (sister) has said to me how she doesn't like the thought of changing someone elses' baby's nappy. So why would she ask me to do it?

I know what you're all up to. No matter how much you try to "encourage" me, I will never want to look after, or prepare myself for children. Why? I actually really don't want children. I know you all think that's very sad, but the important thing is... I don't.

And the last time you asked me to bath the baby, I said firmly, "No" (you ask me every time I visit). And Jackie said to baby, "Sigh, well it looks like you've been rejected". Let me tell you, I don't appreciate being made out to be the bad guy, just because I can't do something that's not in my nature. I don't like being manipulated.

The more you pressure me, the more I back off and miss out on family events. You want me to back off further, well it's entirely up to you.

And the hypocracy of it all? Even if I did end up with a partner and baby, which you're all so desperate for me to do:

1) You've all put up with me over the years. None of you like my AS. My AS is generational. My baby, if I ever had one, would also take on the AS, fully. You're all so googoo over the thought of babies that you forget what a nightmare you find me sometimes. Lord, mother, you go on enough to people about what a selfish, useless person I am.

2) The kid would grow up and encounter similar, maybe worse symptoms and associated problems than I have. And it would also throw and break things and want to kill itself. And how do you know I would be able to handle it? What if it turned out to be as shameful enough to hide from other family as I am, Jackie? What if the kid had no friends for most of its life? What if nobody could understand it? I'm all for having different people around, but you lot obviously aren't.

So would you really like another one of me in the world? I didn't think so either. So leave me alone.

Sheesh - your girlfriend has the most irritating laugh. It's loud enough to wake the dead. I don't know how you tolerate it without feeling the urge to put a zip over her mouth. Even with my earplugs in I could still hear it last night.

And what the hell's so funny, anyway? Everything seems to be a source of hilarity, as far as she's concerned - it's as if she's on LSD or something. Anyone who laughs that often has something intrinsically wrong with them. That - plus the fact that you're too lazy to clean up after yourself - makes me think that your tenure as my housemate isn't going to last much longer.

Sed.

Sedentary thirst. Sedition.

Sed, como un pez en la red. Rojo era el pez.

Sed nemo erat.

Sed la divido daŭras plu.

I want my R.E.M. CDs back!

Let me be me.

It is wrong to curse a flower and wrong to curse a man. It is wrong not to hold any man in honor, and it is wrong to ridicule any man. Your must honor yourselves and see within yourselves the spirit of eternal validity. You must honor all other individuals, because within each is the spark of this validity. When you curse another, you curse yourselves, and the curse returns to you. When you are violent, the violence returns. (Seth)

Ridicule is not attractive. Actually, kinda more like a barbed wire fence.

I haven't forgotten how you poured your derision upon anything I did. It was a much longer time than the happiest days of our lives.

Do you see me for me? The silence is the answer, I guess.

Please look beyond this ruined body and see me as a person.

Even though we don't see each other anymore and we drifted apart you were my best friend, thank you. I'll always remember you as my best friend.

if you don't stop parasiting off your relative with dementia, i'll have to turn you over to adult protective services.

You are fooling no one but yourself, and it's obvious to everyone else who knows you. Give up the act and face reality - you are normal, and there is nothing special about you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNhldFoqszM