My dad is ruining my life acting like he can control me as an adult, to stimulate me. "That's not it," he relays, as I think how unfairly I am treated.
They're sitting there saying if a curse word enters my mind the next day is meditated on as bad. Same if anything is a mishap. Talk about stress. You encourage kids to be positive, and I'm not a kid for you to boss around unfairly.
I don't care @ you telling me this and that about if I get upset or am aggressive. I am not, and I will not take this treatment, neither!! There's no *beep* about whatever you claim I did in the past.
You (all) just have it that I shouldn't write it down, that I should be mum. I didn't do anything. So, what do you think this blog is for? Did you notice I even have a category for my therapist, if I write too much otherwise?