I go out of my room

and I run into my dad.  I didn't say I wanted him to send me secret messages.  He's done this since moving to Orlando and the N word thing with Tim Burton's daughter.

Problem

I go online, and it's not like I feel anyone's really met me.  They know me from before and toss me and my feelings of posting online and getting attention at all.

No one listens, neither.  It's a very fake experience.  Day in and out, I face issues.

I know what goes on.

It gets fooled around with, like other things.  ("Maybe, maybe not.")  So, it seems that people don't want us to talk about these things in a lying way to make us feel guilty and pretend we're the 1 who's shit since Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.  I'm not a California immigrant sorta person.  It's not like 1 big block of stuff is true means everything else is pretended to be case closed.  That's just a trick, really.  Things require and can intune explanation.  It does happen with other things, too.  Why can't you acknowledge the stuff that you do, for a lot is done?  It feels I've always been thinking about it.  I've come to say something.  I didn't say anything other than making a big deal of what I said in my last post.  I just want to talk about it.  I'm not saying anyone needs to talk back.  I must have some motive.  A lotta people are strangely scared of what I did in my last post.

Do you wanna finish talking about something?

Why in the late 1990s did people suddenly all turn on one another and feel guilty?

I said, "Oh no," when my dad came home several days in a row, until I was told to stop.  It was sorta automatic, seemed like it made sense, my homework was not done.  Also, my dad was kinda mushy as a person.  You can't make a big deal out of it.

This message does not go out to people who don't wanna talk.  Like, who claim not to deal with such things..

Is your goal

to get me to feel guilty about what people do to me when they don't like what I end up doing, even if it's an accident or hard decision bceause of them?

Would you do that to someone else?  Something sick?  What, are you upset I posted about this?  I didn't say what it was.

Well, when I visited my Gramma, it sounded like the noises she made were, "NOT - CAU CA SIAN" more than once.  I asked why she and my dad were mean to me.  I ended up leaving them for most of the trip.  I came back in the end.  My aunt said, oh, "They're over it."  My Gramma was looking at me weird rubbing the armrest and it made the left suide of my nose feel thinner and different..  People are all so mean to me, and now she is more.  It's incredibly horrifying or frustrating to have that happen.  She's not even a parent, anyway, of mine.

OK, I did what you're supposed to do.  Why do I have extra rules I cannot follow?