I’m done hanging out until you stop creating childish scenes in public and being emotionally manipulative. You say that you have “a problem,” then make excuses because of it. You seek no professional help for this un-named problem, which seems to allow you to behave nicely while things go your way. Until I see a diagnosis, your problem is that you’re an asshole who is unwilling to take responsibility for yourself. I have no time in my life for that kind of friendship. If you would like to seek help with your “problem” I will support you in every way I can. Until then, you’re on your own. —Future Hermit
This article appears in Mar 4-10, 2010.
and i just bet they don’t miss your ass either, but someone probly does, hint, check out lost and found.
Hopefully, next time you say “hey, what’s your fucking problem, man?” they can respond “I’ve just been diagnoased schizophrenic, bipolar, and ADHD. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
i went to a therapist/phyc. and he was all; sir after extensive tests and consults w/ my distinguished colleagues in my opinion you’re fucked beyond hope now get the hell out of my office you scare me:)
I have a recurring nightmare. I’m back in university, there’s two weeks left, and I haven’t been to a class yet. I hate that dream.
shrike, my nitemare is close to yours, but i’m there with no clothes on, and due to give an oration to female nursing students. i love that part though.
Oh, God, JUST last night I had a dream that I had a 50-page essay due for a course I forgot I registred for and hadn’t even been to once . . . because I couldn’t find the classroom . . .
Sheesh! it’s been over 20 years since I stopped TEACHING at a high school and this nightmare still makes even ME wake up in a cold sweat!!
Yeah,…we’re scarred!