I think it's time I just gave up. There no f**kin' anymore. Nae fight left within in me. :sad: Cannae solider on stoically in the face of my disability, brave as it may be to those not in my situation.
But everyday is a constant struggle for me, to point where I not allowed to ever articulate how I actually feel out loud. Because, to my family, my day to day life isn't a struggle. It's great! Nevermind that, every decision I make, every opinion, feeling or thought utter by me is immediately dismissed as outright wrong by my family, as it does fit their view of how I should see the world. Since they're always telling me how I should be. Yep! That how controlling they still are with me.
But there's not much I can do to change how they tend to treat me, other than putting as much distance between them and me, emotionally. But then I am slowly become detached from the things that used to matter dearly to me. Och, well... Guess that's what happens when ye stop giving a f**k? :idontknow: