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Ive realized that this shit is long as fuk, so you can just skip through it if you want. I tend to ramble on. One thought and idea leads to a whole other box of new thoughts.
So I am 20 years old and commute to school, living at home. I figure the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. Free wash, stay at home mom (Maid services), bigger living space, quiet at night, etc....
Anyway, im not exactly...serious...but what ENTP is? My family members are dramatic, so ive developed this thing where i haven real trouble showing my serious side.
All my family members do are sit around and watch stupid TV shows. Dad goes to work, plays world of warcraft, mom cleans, cooks, bitches, and acts crazy, little brother eats and plays call of duty, sister lays on the couch texting and staring into space, and then im there. Usually sitting on the couch with my laptop or with some kind of device. Or im outside with a metal detector or some shit. Other times im on my computer looking up potential mates.
I act different i guess. Im funny in a geeky/inappropriate way. I dont really have too many friends and i have alot of time on my hands i guess. My homework comes in short large bursts. Most of the time i have no HW, besides reading. but reading is for the weak. If i have HW, its a big paper or project that takes like 5 hours to do.
the issue i have is that my parents dont respect me, but feel bad for me. When im not around, my mom talks shit about me, saying how crazy i am and how worried she is that ill have some kind of breakdown or some stupid shit. I have a crazy uncle and grandma, so she is worried, though she is the craziest person in my family. My dad doesnt respect anyone, and has a personality based completely on his defense mechanisms for control. He is very controlling, and looks down on people to make him feel better, including my mom.
Its just annoying because my mom hates it when i am alone with other people. I had to drive one of my sisters friends home a few weeks ago, and shes like 17 or 18, pretty cute, receptive to flirting i guess. I like talking and stuff, so everybody is fun to talk to. An every day fun challenge for me is to make people laugh. Its like a mini goal i have every time i talk to people. So my mom tells me "i dont want those girls lying and saying you did something to them!" which is ridiculous. But thats not what she means, she likes to lie to me. The real reason she doesnt like me...driving people home...Is because she thinks that i might do something sexual to these girls, uncontrollably out of a psychotic breakdown.
Another time a few years ago, i wrote something on a fuckin anxiety forum because i have anxiety issues....you can imagine why...And being younger, i didnt know that if you wrote something online, it could show up in searches. So i was talkin shit about my drunken uncle and my neglected cousin, and he somehow found out about it and called my dad about it. So im all like, okay im sorry...all that shit....
THE NEXT DAY...i come home from school, to my mom crying in the living room, and my dad just staring at me. My dad being dramatic just stared at me for like a minute without speaking even though i asked him what the fuck was the issue, and my mom started sobbing.
Turns out, they hacked into my profile on the site, reading all my threads and posts, everything i said. Most of it was just speculation on anxiety issues and personal anonymous shit about my anxious thoughts, a lot having to do with my parents fuking up....
A big problem is my moms intelligence level, which apparently isnt very high. I have ACTUAL evidence for this, based on a very recent experience, just last week. We were arguing about low happiness levels, because she is constantly bitching and talking shit. It was the day after my sisters b-day.
On that day, i took my sister to the mall where we met my dad and ate dinner together. During the meal, my dad told my sister about something negative my mom said about her, she confronted her, my mom blamed it on my dad, he of course denied all accusations of saying anything. His logic was that my sister is much "lower" than he is, so he can deny anything, even if he clearly said something....
...the previous day, my mom was freaking out about something to do with my cousin, and i said something that implied what my sister had been doing, drinking, and my dad was listening so i told him she had been drinking. My mom already knew, and i found out from my aunt because she asked me if i wanted to drink and said my sister was a sloppy drunk haha. So i brought that up because i just thought they should know..i didnt knew my mom knew. But my dad was cool with it haha, he didnt care. It was just some wine i guess.
...on the way home from the mall, my mom called my sister and then my dad called her, she was with me in the car, i was about to rape her because thats what i want to do when im alone in the car with someone else....hah..But then, my dad calls saying how he never said anything to her. She repeated the sentences he said, so I did, and he completely denied it, probably not wanting to face my mothers wrath, and also being a douche bag.....So my sister starts crying her eyes out in my car, unable to believe my dad denying the words we both heard him say. Her past 3 birthdays one of my parents have made her cry, and then i go into serious mode the one time out of the year to help her out.
...THIS IS THE GOOD PART...my moms fukin intelligence level. A few days later, my mom and I are arguing about her issue. Getting to the true cause of her frustration is like trying to find the fuckin arch of the covenant..... We start talking about my sister crying and she blames me for it........Apparently because i told my dad she drinks, and him being okay with it. My sister had a boyfriend who she would smoke tons of weed with, so it was nothing new....THIS was her reasoning:
I told my dad about the alcohol. If he didnt know, my mom wouldnt have told him that she drank wine with my aunt. Then because my dad knew because i told him, he says something jokingly to her at dinner. Because of this, my sister calls my mom asking her about it, she over reacts and bitches at my dad, and my dad calls my sister bitching at her because she confronted my mom about the shit my dad said.....my mom says over and over "Wll if you never told him she wouldn't hate us!!!"....i was fuckin...i dont even know...I just looked at her in amazement and said "Are you serious?????? How can you say that??" like i have never said before. Then i walked her through her reasoning, but she didnt understand this purely consequentialist claim she had made against me. FUCKIN RIDICULOUS!!!! How can a non-retarded or mentally disabled human being reason like this??????? holy shit.....thats what i mean when i say i get no respect.
She thinks im just some college kid who is going through some phase where i like to say things that dont make sense.......well why the fuck do you think they dont make sense??? you cant understand them for some reason!!! shit!!!
their solution...take me to a fukin mental hospital with criminals and shit. I was there for 8 hours. They told me i was the first teenager to ever come in who wasnt abusing drugs. My mom gave some spanish dude brought in by the cops her little dinner meal they handed out. Eventually i talked to a counselor for 5 minutes and the psychiatrist gave me some xanax.
Ya...point is, i get no respect,and my parents think im crazy. My siblings look up to me though. Im not crazy, just funny and creative. I know im not crazy because, well, im aware of the fact that im sane haha.
So I am 20 years old and commute to school, living at home. I figure the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. Free wash, stay at home mom (Maid services), bigger living space, quiet at night, etc....
Anyway, im not exactly...serious...but what ENTP is? My family members are dramatic, so ive developed this thing where i haven real trouble showing my serious side.
All my family members do are sit around and watch stupid TV shows. Dad goes to work, plays world of warcraft, mom cleans, cooks, bitches, and acts crazy, little brother eats and plays call of duty, sister lays on the couch texting and staring into space, and then im there. Usually sitting on the couch with my laptop or with some kind of device. Or im outside with a metal detector or some shit. Other times im on my computer looking up potential mates.
I act different i guess. Im funny in a geeky/inappropriate way. I dont really have too many friends and i have alot of time on my hands i guess. My homework comes in short large bursts. Most of the time i have no HW, besides reading. but reading is for the weak. If i have HW, its a big paper or project that takes like 5 hours to do.
the issue i have is that my parents dont respect me, but feel bad for me. When im not around, my mom talks shit about me, saying how crazy i am and how worried she is that ill have some kind of breakdown or some stupid shit. I have a crazy uncle and grandma, so she is worried, though she is the craziest person in my family. My dad doesnt respect anyone, and has a personality based completely on his defense mechanisms for control. He is very controlling, and looks down on people to make him feel better, including my mom.
Its just annoying because my mom hates it when i am alone with other people. I had to drive one of my sisters friends home a few weeks ago, and shes like 17 or 18, pretty cute, receptive to flirting i guess. I like talking and stuff, so everybody is fun to talk to. An every day fun challenge for me is to make people laugh. Its like a mini goal i have every time i talk to people. So my mom tells me "i dont want those girls lying and saying you did something to them!" which is ridiculous. But thats not what she means, she likes to lie to me. The real reason she doesnt like me...driving people home...Is because she thinks that i might do something sexual to these girls, uncontrollably out of a psychotic breakdown.
Another time a few years ago, i wrote something on a fuckin anxiety forum because i have anxiety issues....you can imagine why...And being younger, i didnt know that if you wrote something online, it could show up in searches. So i was talkin shit about my drunken uncle and my neglected cousin, and he somehow found out about it and called my dad about it. So im all like, okay im sorry...all that shit....
THE NEXT DAY...i come home from school, to my mom crying in the living room, and my dad just staring at me. My dad being dramatic just stared at me for like a minute without speaking even though i asked him what the fuck was the issue, and my mom started sobbing.
Turns out, they hacked into my profile on the site, reading all my threads and posts, everything i said. Most of it was just speculation on anxiety issues and personal anonymous shit about my anxious thoughts, a lot having to do with my parents fuking up....
A big problem is my moms intelligence level, which apparently isnt very high. I have ACTUAL evidence for this, based on a very recent experience, just last week. We were arguing about low happiness levels, because she is constantly bitching and talking shit. It was the day after my sisters b-day.
On that day, i took my sister to the mall where we met my dad and ate dinner together. During the meal, my dad told my sister about something negative my mom said about her, she confronted her, my mom blamed it on my dad, he of course denied all accusations of saying anything. His logic was that my sister is much "lower" than he is, so he can deny anything, even if he clearly said something....
...the previous day, my mom was freaking out about something to do with my cousin, and i said something that implied what my sister had been doing, drinking, and my dad was listening so i told him she had been drinking. My mom already knew, and i found out from my aunt because she asked me if i wanted to drink and said my sister was a sloppy drunk haha. So i brought that up because i just thought they should know..i didnt knew my mom knew. But my dad was cool with it haha, he didnt care. It was just some wine i guess.
...on the way home from the mall, my mom called my sister and then my dad called her, she was with me in the car, i was about to rape her because thats what i want to do when im alone in the car with someone else....hah..But then, my dad calls saying how he never said anything to her. She repeated the sentences he said, so I did, and he completely denied it, probably not wanting to face my mothers wrath, and also being a douche bag.....So my sister starts crying her eyes out in my car, unable to believe my dad denying the words we both heard him say. Her past 3 birthdays one of my parents have made her cry, and then i go into serious mode the one time out of the year to help her out.
...THIS IS THE GOOD PART...my moms fukin intelligence level. A few days later, my mom and I are arguing about her issue. Getting to the true cause of her frustration is like trying to find the fuckin arch of the covenant..... We start talking about my sister crying and she blames me for it........Apparently because i told my dad she drinks, and him being okay with it. My sister had a boyfriend who she would smoke tons of weed with, so it was nothing new....THIS was her reasoning:
I told my dad about the alcohol. If he didnt know, my mom wouldnt have told him that she drank wine with my aunt. Then because my dad knew because i told him, he says something jokingly to her at dinner. Because of this, my sister calls my mom asking her about it, she over reacts and bitches at my dad, and my dad calls my sister bitching at her because she confronted my mom about the shit my dad said.....my mom says over and over "Wll if you never told him she wouldn't hate us!!!"....i was fuckin...i dont even know...I just looked at her in amazement and said "Are you serious?????? How can you say that??" like i have never said before. Then i walked her through her reasoning, but she didnt understand this purely consequentialist claim she had made against me. FUCKIN RIDICULOUS!!!! How can a non-retarded or mentally disabled human being reason like this??????? holy shit.....thats what i mean when i say i get no respect.
She thinks im just some college kid who is going through some phase where i like to say things that dont make sense.......well why the fuck do you think they dont make sense??? you cant understand them for some reason!!! shit!!!
their solution...take me to a fukin mental hospital with criminals and shit. I was there for 8 hours. They told me i was the first teenager to ever come in who wasnt abusing drugs. My mom gave some spanish dude brought in by the cops her little dinner meal they handed out. Eventually i talked to a counselor for 5 minutes and the psychiatrist gave me some xanax.
Ya...point is, i get no respect,and my parents think im crazy. My siblings look up to me though. Im not crazy, just funny and creative. I know im not crazy because, well, im aware of the fact that im sane haha.
