I feel controlled by my father, Every movement, every gesture, every word just so he can say that I am unwell or am mentally ill person, in the derogative sense. I feel I’m going crazy because I literally don’t talk to anyone during all day and so the focus goes all to this stupid bullcrap.
I’m waiting for August to end so I can go do some volunteering. And I am trying to arrange a meeting with a social worker so I can see if there is some protected jobs.
This is getting to me. And I can’t say that I am uncomfortable in his presence because I get ostracised by my own family.
I know I sound like a kid, wining about his parents. But please cut me some slack.