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I just had yet another disturbance with my father. He was yelling at me, repeating himself, and over-analyzing everything. He said all I ever do is make everything go my way, and not care about anyone else at all. That's not true! He was being annoying to me, and when I get annoyed, I get into rage, and he repeats himself about my rage, and 'hate'. He was saying all kinds of trash about me. He said he wished I never existed, and wish I was dead. I was really crying after he said lots of haunting things to me. He doesn't care if I have autism! He says I use that as an excuse! I'm the laughing stock of my family.
Am I really disgraceful? Please answer.
Don't steal this image!
Am I really disgraceful? Please answer.
Don't steal this image!
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The only disgrace is the man who call himself your father. He may have had a part in creating you, but with such horrific treatment as this, how can he deserve love?
Autism isn't an excuse. It's very real, very difficult, and permanent. I wish I could say that it will get better when you eventually move out, but wherever you go, there will be thoughtless, cruel people.
It may be small solace, but at least there will also be many people who are good and kind-hearted.
As for that nightmare you mentioned earlier... it physically hurts me to think of it.
(Part of that is also due to guilt - the first time I wrote about Boneflower, the female ermine whose life story I'm working on (and which I need to keep writing a lot more of), it was of her being killed by a squirrel, who used her skin as a disguise. I've tried to find ways to fix this, to deal with it, but the best I can do is write about her life)
All I can say is... well, as trite as it sounds, stay strong. It won't be easy going, but the alternative is devastating.
Autism isn't an excuse. It's very real, very difficult, and permanent. I wish I could say that it will get better when you eventually move out, but wherever you go, there will be thoughtless, cruel people.
It may be small solace, but at least there will also be many people who are good and kind-hearted.
As for that nightmare you mentioned earlier... it physically hurts me to think of it.
(Part of that is also due to guilt - the first time I wrote about Boneflower, the female ermine whose life story I'm working on (and which I need to keep writing a lot more of), it was of her being killed by a squirrel, who used her skin as a disguise. I've tried to find ways to fix this, to deal with it, but the best I can do is write about her life)
All I can say is... well, as trite as it sounds, stay strong. It won't be easy going, but the alternative is devastating.