Ouch! That looks like it hurts.

That's nothing. I might get my ass kicked by a stack of buckets, but nobody can kick my ass as effectively as I can and then proceed to fix myself up just as effortlessly with a towel and a washcloth while bleeding from the scalp from too much a dose of self-discipline for 40 minutes. That's a level of self-awareness that cannot be taught.

Damn that looks like it burned. You ok man?

Yeah, I'm fine. Handled it like a champ by getting pissed off at the buckets and kicking them one good time for about ten seconds, then going back inside and telling my caregiver, her husband and his son what happened. Andrew (my teenage Autistic friend, God bless him) obviously felt guilty about it and told me so, even telling me that he would kick his own ass for me, but I assured him that it wasn't his fault because once was just an accident. We were civil about it and had a few laughs while we waited for ten minutes for my friend of a friend Tiffany to pick me up and take me to the hospital. I spent two hours there and basically explained to the nurses that I had put some hydrogen peroxide on the small gash before I got there, which they said was the right thing to do. They managed to get a doctor for me within an hour who had me lay down on the hospital bed and apply durabond and a small strip or two of tape to said gash; the doctor then assured me to let it stay on the gash for three to five days in order for the durabond and tape to naturally come off, and then apply some Neutrogena on the affected area afterwards. It's been 11 and-a-half days since the durabond-tape solution was applied and it's still on there, which tells me that the healing process seems to be going far better than I anticipated, seeing that it hasn't fell off of the wound yet.

I'll say this, though: my caregiver advised me to warn Andrew that if he lets something fall from his grasp and it lands on my head in the way that it did again that I would have to throw it back at his head as hard as I could, because I follow the "once is an accident, twice is on purpose" way of thinking. I suggested that the next time Andrew says something like that happens I would have to hit him over the head with a shovel, which they said wasn't going to work and that their advice works better. I agreed.

Ah I can see where your going from

Yes, because if God forbid I try to discipline myself or anyone else, the goddamned government scumbags and globalist elite would have me permanently institutionalized for the rest of my life. That's not because I mean well and can't carry it out as well as mean; it's merely because I don't know my own strength. I think I am Hercules and can withstand the fall of time, but I know that I won't be remembered for anything other than my artistic and laborious achievements, of which I am happy to say I achieved thousands of them just on social media. I am NOT proud or even ashamed for what I have tried to do or did, because I know that I am probably not going to see another twenty to thirty years. I don't think most anyone will, but that's not anything new because I have known it from the moment I was born.

I can relate, There things I've done and I'm prond of what I made, accomplished and I pride my self for doing things that are in line when my believes. But then there are things I've done that I look back and I'm disappointed in myself. But it doesn't mater. These days everyone has a name for everything. But its the deeds that make the man.

Yes, sir. I have book smarts, but not much street smarts. I believe in self-defense if it's absolutely warranted for sake of protecting yourself from certain death or someone else from certain death. I believe in God, but nobody could know what He really looks like unless one sees the Creator themselves and comes back to tell the tale. I also believe that some people cannot be taught and have to teach themselves. And, despite coming from a hard-working, stubborn family of mental and physical illness, they created the best monster of all: an Autistic, attention-deficient, hyperactive, oppositionally defiant, anxious, situationally depressed idiot savant who's stupid smart to the point of exhaustion. I was never supposed to be normal, and yet through 29 years of walking through hell and fire and brimstone I still conquer my fear of the unknown by exploring and even embracing it.

You said it my firend.

Don't speak of your beliefs, They are yours to keep, Memories will fade as time goes by
Remember just yourself, Me or someone else, You will be the only one to try

Freedom to believe don't cost a thing, Innocence should not be bought and sold
Kiss a bolt of lightning, It'll make you sing, Electricity deep in your soul.

Right. Well, I have tried to prove to Kimberly that I am worthy of anyone's trust, regardless of my mental health. Everyone else sees it in me except for her, but she sees it in me in a completely different way; she just wants me to be normal. When you're born abnormal, you're stuck with that for the entirety of your life.

To be honest, Normel is just a setting on a washing machine, Not everyone in this world is normel. Even if they conserve as normel not everyone has a normel life.

Exactly. Normal no longer exists. Long live abnormality.

Aman brotha

Damn fucking right. If we want God to save us, we've got to save ourselves first.

Damn right!!!

And it's going to take all eight billion of us to do it.

The best day will be when Jesus comes

God willing.

Best way I can put it is this. Anyone is there own kind. You can't change hearts and minds in one day, No one ready can. Give a man a Peanut, You won't see a farm the next day, But you know what? Its ok, Cuase one day Jesus is going to come to this earth and he's going to take to a world where we don't haft to worry about problems. Till then we just haft to hold out as best we can. Stay true to yourself and never stop believing in what you belaive. And if people can't handle it. Tell them to get to hell.

The world is going to hell, so advice like this is absolutely necessary. Thanks, Trainman.

That what friends do Kevin, They look out for each other.

That's all that matters.

Agreed