In and Out of Isolation

I can’t exactly list every up and down in my life activity since I was forced out of public school in 1996. I can say that there were frequent bouts of pretend where the torture group had me seem to be normal behaving only to throw down again and refuse everyone everything at all. This went on up to adulthood in 2007 when suddenly my parents didn’t want to continue on as they had been just because of my anxiety. Well, they kind of did. They are suckers for a good mental illness.

I went for a while doing nothing until my mother needed someone at her office to fill in for her secretary who was going on leave. That took up about a year of my time and I got paid too. The bad news was because I wasn’t paying rent and had no medical insurance my parents decided to withhold my money from me and get me medical insurance instead. Had I owned a car this would have also been paid for. At the time it enraged me. I didn’t get sick then like I do now. Now I see their point. It was taken as rent which was then put back towards me. More than fair it was kind.

After I wasn’t needed at the office any longer I languished around the house doing nothing. I was sent of to do all kinds of different job hunting things but managed to avoid getting a job. Then a friend of my parents said he and his wife needed a housecleaner. And that was my job until the schizophrenia began in 2011. I had four different clients and earned enough to keep me in cigarettes and clothes. Life was good. I biked everywhere or got a lift when it was raining. Life was laziness and me always by myself.

 

 

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