posted on Apr, 15 2013 @ 12:55 PM
The inability to choose which results in indifference.
Such an indifference to something remained with me, with all indifferences piling up within until I became some sort of slave to my surrounding and
they kept me up that way so to use me. Not wanting to cooperate resulted in physical attacks.
It is weird, but they estimated me wrong. They went forth on assumptions, and these assumptions made up their minds. I wasn't there when I was with
them and they gave me no chance. They gave me no chance in making me be who I was. Their lack of interest was a force upon me witholding me.
Is it me who is dysfunctional? (don't answer, it's rethoric)
Indifference is a dangerous thing walking around with in this world, except if all people in it are it. Still..
As a wise man said, there are always two banks to a river.