I have never felt safe in the world.
No one has ever loved me unabashedly.
I am incable of love or meaninful feeling.
I am thoughtless when I stare off.
I believe everything I hear, see, or watch on the tele.
I never ever trust my senses of smell.
When my soul tugs me to trust someone I never ever listen.
I know I am healthy.
I always sleep in moderation, and shower as soon as I wake up.
The first thing I do after laundry is fold and put away the clothes.
I take a run when I should and eat healthy and balanced.
I go to the doctor before I am in too much pain.
I can always call 911 when I am hurt.
I am happy with my study skills, my ability to write down ideas and compose mail, my social skills with people who I don't know and who's job descriptions I don't know.
I am a great organizer.
My office is pristine.
My bookshelves indicate my interests.
My finances are in order.
I can handle all of my mail. I know just what to do with it when it comes in.
I am completely thoughtless about my safety.
I sleep with my doors unlocked and my curtains open.
I can't hit a bullseye with a dart, a baseball, a basketball, a revolver, a rifle, or a bow with a lil practice.
I don't understand the use of force model at all-
I understand my rights. They make total sense to me.
I am sure they make total sense to someone.
I have a lawyer and know what to do with one, how to retain one, when to retain one, and which one to retain.
I would feel very out of place alone in a small dirt cave sleeping on a fur lined shelf beside a large pit fire.
I consider the world to be completely normal.
I am happy with how all the societies operate.
I have never found a mind that could connect to mine in a way in which I felt connected.
I have never found a NT that could relate communication in a way that I could understand.
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"I'm sorry Katya, my dear, but where we come from, your what's known as a pet; a not quite human novelty. It's why we brought you.... It's nothing to be ashamed of, my dear, but here you are and here you'll sit."