Week 9, Entry 6
Jul. 23rd, 2022 07:21 pmWritten last night:
Papa is having a bad time with his stomach again. I took him a book to read, since he is stuck downstairs and can hardly lay down.
I feel more comfortable when I get to be a hero, even in a little way.
I think that's one of my biggest problems. Not the only one, of course, not by a long shot, but a considerable one. I want to be a hero, but I feel uncomfortable and threatened when I can't be. If I'm not a hero, then I'm a failure, because I tried to save people, or at least help them, and couldn't. If I can't put it in order, then what's going to happen? I feel like I have to show my work in order to show I'm deserving of love.
The cold-drake says that if only I could hurt the right people, then things would be better. That secretly, the people I love want me to hurt those who hurt them, they just have to keep it quiet because otherwise they'd get in trouble.
I say I don't need people, but if I'm not around people for a while, I forget how people work. Even if I only have my computer available, I start getting paranoid and confused by the existence of other people, they seem like these frightening voids. I think it's because I grew up homeschooled, I got used to being largely alone with my own mind and seeing other people as either hostile or forces to be useful to.
Now I'm stuck with it again, what with my feet keeping me inside.
I've got to focus, remember how far I've already come, and not slip back into bad old habits.
Papa is having a bad time with his stomach again. I took him a book to read, since he is stuck downstairs and can hardly lay down.
I feel more comfortable when I get to be a hero, even in a little way.
I think that's one of my biggest problems. Not the only one, of course, not by a long shot, but a considerable one. I want to be a hero, but I feel uncomfortable and threatened when I can't be. If I'm not a hero, then I'm a failure, because I tried to save people, or at least help them, and couldn't. If I can't put it in order, then what's going to happen? I feel like I have to show my work in order to show I'm deserving of love.
The cold-drake says that if only I could hurt the right people, then things would be better. That secretly, the people I love want me to hurt those who hurt them, they just have to keep it quiet because otherwise they'd get in trouble.
I say I don't need people, but if I'm not around people for a while, I forget how people work. Even if I only have my computer available, I start getting paranoid and confused by the existence of other people, they seem like these frightening voids. I think it's because I grew up homeschooled, I got used to being largely alone with my own mind and seeing other people as either hostile or forces to be useful to.
Now I'm stuck with it again, what with my feet keeping me inside.
I've got to focus, remember how far I've already come, and not slip back into bad old habits.