Worst date ever. I felt like I was interrogated. After question after question, especially about my father who has sz, she began to tell me that he should change his diet so to eat better and cure him of his illness. I told her that I didn't believe it was a difficulty dieting when it comes to sz. I was sick of her solution so I just told her that I personally disagreed with her, and thought it best to force him to go into the emergency room to get help. She was then appalled and asked why I would do anything like that. I told her because I love him. Still, frustrated, she told me that was horrible.

Before when I was going through the paces with her she asked why writing. I told her I've read a thousand book, have a university degree and strong writing skills. Grad school wasn't going to happen, not of lack of my effort.

After the whole father disagreement I told her that I had sz too, and it's not about a change of diet and that he needed to free his mind. I then told I don't regularly tell dates this but told I said I have sz and let her think about that for a moment while I go to the bathroom.

After that she turned against me and my university degree and my selection of my professors. I told her that before a class I would ask two questions: What is wisdom and why should I take your class?

She that those were horrlble questions and she fought with me on it then she thought I was full of myself. I tried to change topic and be civil, asking her simple questions. She didn't want to change the subject.

Then I finally said it: I was the first of my siblings to graduate high school. First one to get a degree in my entire family, and first one to control SZ. I have a passion that brings me endless joy, I love my family, including my father, and believe that people should learn that dating is a dance, and I felt she was stepping on my shoes.

I felt that her eyes were trying to melt my face and the waitress came over and asked if we wanted more drinks. I told the lady Ill have a second beer even if she is finished drinking. She got the clue and wantonly put her jacket on and left. I enjoyed my beer alone, paid for the bill, and thought... what a *****.