In 2010 I was hospitalized and after I got out my mom took my previous series that I was writing, she banned me from playing certain video games and I couldn't listen to music with sexual themes. That was five years ago and every single day I live in fear of those things being taken again.
I will admit, back then I was out of control. I would say stuff that a stable person wouldn't. At 21, sometimes I do get annoyed and if my voice raises the slightest bit I feel as if my mom thinks that I'm unstable because my voice isn't quiet enough. She claims that she doesn't think that.
Now that I'm stable I listen to whatever music, play whatever video games and I'm writing a new series that nobody wants to read. I've posted it here before, but nobody has bothered to read it.
Do I sound paranoid?
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“There’s a lesson that we learn
In the pages that we burn
It’s written in the ashes of the fire below”
-Down, The Birthday Massacre