Hello

I met my Early Intervention person today, she was allright.
It wasn't very fun.
But it could have gone worse.

They tried to talk me into seeing the Psychiatrist about meds today.
They want me to have a 'serious think about it', and I'm meant to come up with an answer by next Tuesday, don't think thats gonna happen though.

I keep telling them that they don't have as much control over things as they'd like to think, and I talked to them about the 4 categories.

I've been thinking about it, and I think there is God, and there is Satan, and there are humans, but there's something else. Thats where the things I see come out of.
The good and bad.
It's like a whole other universe, I mean a different category to what we fit in maybe. But it's operating here with us, and I can see it. And I don't know why my parents can't, when everything is happening. We're in the same room and they have no idea.
I don't know if that makes any sense. I haven't explained it very well.
But thats it sorta.

I don't know about the meds.

I don't wanna take them, but wheres the harm if I'm right.
It might make my parents happy atleast.
I don't know if they'll do anything to me, I don't think so.
I believe in what I see, but I know I'm not coping with it anymore.
So. I don't know what to do now. Or if anyone can do anything.
Argh. I just don't know. Thats all.