The rage I feel, I haven't felt often in my life...but I do recognize the feeling from when I was a child and adolescent, trapped in a loveless, neglected, and verbally abusive home with my depressive single mother (or visits with my Asperger's and/or NPD father).

I feel like the rage, then and now, is from feeling trapped. My kidney stone and other health issues have kept me from getting out, getting exercise, and eating right....all the things I NEED todo to stay sane without medication. I feel trapped by my own body and its weaknesses.

I am a bad wife because I can't do the simple things I need to to take care of myself, and the strain of working, cleaning, cooking, and supporting me is really taking a toll on my husband.


Bad citizen for contributing nothing, unable to hold down a job, unable to even make art and be the Artist I tell myself I am.

Bad daughter because I've distanced myself 3000 miles from my parents because I cant't handle their bs...and ai have phone phobia so I don't call often..but neither do they