I don’t expect anyone to understand anything i write. I naturally and/or normally think this way pretty much all the time. Its like I can only be asked strange questions from persons in the medical field that I cant answer, or don’t want to, or simply find them pointless and uninteresting in general, then told what i did incorrectly or will/would/am do/doing incorrectly several times, until I don’t really feel like i do anything involving words and/or anything in a/the manner I mean or whatever the fuck. Example: So and so is blah blah blah at some fucking time, and so and so is blah blah blah at this other fucking time, what should blah blah do?
To me it’s like who are we talking about exactly, and do you know them, and do you care?
Basically whatever the fuck that’s supposed to be is supposed to have a point, and to create this point, whoever initially has anything to do with it, wants a result from me in a manner that is specific to their needs, which is basically to point out what i cannot do, and that I don’t make sense. Its like “oh, how wonderful.”
Whatever i wrote there is supposed to be an explanation of what I am dealing with kind of like a lot. Doesn’t make sense does it?
I would not say so, and like i said I do not expect it to make sense to you, or even me. I pretty much don’t make any sense 100 percent of the time, and I cannot do…fill in the fucking blank.
So, there is some point to having to deal with weird questions about people and things I do not know, and what happens with what when, and then some math problem.
That is supposed to be somehow useful, or supposed to have a point. These are called “therapy sessions”. I really like my therapists. They are good people who do me no harm. However, speech and occupational rehab make me feel like the punchline to a joke that’s as far as I know, has never been told before. Again I probably am not writing that correctly. An “occupation” as I know it is a motherfucking job, “not a learn how to be a zero-year-old all over again.” However apparently I am totally incorrectly phrasing that, but like I said (not in these words) “I cannot speak.”