Didn't mean to my arse. And I don't want to meet you in the future. And I don't want to meet you now. Also, my life won't be good. I've been "trying" for the best part of a long few years since my dad died and it never does get better. Only worse. You made things look up for once for me. But you would never have been the "best medicine I could get". Don't be so big headed. You're so cocky. I need proper help, not superficial help that would only abandon me later. Things are always short-lived though aren't they. Shame I'm getting pretty fucking sick of it. I told you if things went wrong with us it'd be the last straw for me. And it is. There's only so much someone can take of the same story over and over again. Funny thing is I kept telling my friends something would go wrong. I knew it would, didn't want it to. But I knew it would. It always does. And it did. Surprise sur-fucking-prise. And I'm never the one to make it happen. I do nothing but love and care and make people feel how I will never be made to feel. So just leave me alone.
And as for phoning, I don't take too well to being yelled at when
a) I've done nothing wrong
b) I'm sitting there crying my eyes out
and c) You expect me to talk after all this. You know how hard I find it even when in the best of moods. So don't start fucking yelling at me.
And as for trying to tell me I've got Asperger's... really that's pretty fucking out of order. I have nothing against people who do; it doesn't bother me. People are people, no labels involved. I treat people equally. I'm not judgemental, or racist. I know you are. Which I think is shameful. Sickening, actually. And to hear it coming from a Christian I find just downright hypocritical. But I don't have Asperger's, and you have no right to demand me answer a few stupid questions that you somehow think will prove it. You're not a doctor, and you seem to think me not liking busy places means I have Asperger's. It just means I have severe traits of Social Anxiety Disorder. The only reason I am not diagnosed is because I am too fucking scared to go to a Doctor. My mum is making me soon, as you knew. Yet you're too ignorant to even realise it's that instead of Asperger's. It's like nothing I have ever said to you clicked and stayed up there. You even asked me about my dad and acted all shocked when I said he'd died. Have you been asleep whilst discussing him with me over MSN and on the phone? What's with that? Shows how much attention you pay to people. And stop trying to make me think I should be more like you. You don't set me an example, and I can live my own life. I keep on going, regardless of whatever shit gets thrown to me. And for the record I am nothing like you. I struggle to find any similarities. Yet I've been working my ass off trying to improve myself for you, and for what? Nothing. And also you need to stop letting your mum read conversations. There's a thing called closing them if you have to go away from your computer, or even signing out. No one likes having personal conversations read by people other whom they involve. And no one likes hearing what someone's relation thinks of them. It's just common decency to at least not say. It doesn't benefit them in the slightest, and actually leads to making them feel even worse. There is no need for it.
As I said, just leave me alone.

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