Being an aspie has it limitations. Lots of which I am discovering just now. Seems the older I get, the worse some things have become. The things I was able to deal with as a younger person have become more difficult. I am more cranky. I meltdown much more easily. What I haven't decided is that is it because I know now that I am aspie? Or is it because I just don't care anymore because i know? Is this now my excuse? Or is this my road to self destruction?
Monday, December 11, 2006
Parental Misunderstanding
It seems that although i am a grown woman with children of my own, my parents still think they can tell me what to do, who to see, who not to see, and what I need to do to keep my life on track,
First, I pay the bills at my home. No one else helps me with the exception of en lieu of child support for the mortgage. As an adult I am capable despite your "infinite wisdom" of choosing who, when and where I go out, or not if I so choose. I am not mentally incapacitated. Just because I made bad choices in the past, doesn't mean I always will. And even if I do, it's my choice to make them. If I lose my freedom to choose, then you might as well put a gun to my head.
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4 comments:
bravo
bends at waist...thsnk you very much!
i left i gianormous reply to your comment about sleep disorders on my blog. if you have any trouble finding it, let me know and i'll just copy paste it to you :-)
Thanks, I appreciate your thoughts. You seem to understand the issues I have.
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