Etiquette-CRAZY

The Story

Hi :) I'm a girl of 17. Nowadays, the label "crazy" is something normal. In most cases, it refers to people who do not have enough prejudices and love life at high speeds. In other cases, however, being crazy means that you have strange interests and activities. I am not a problem, I have friends, my success in school is good, I do not have a strange vision. I will not make a bad impression on people who do not know me. I live in a small town where there is no hidden and generally we all know each other ... I am interested in occultism, mysticism, conspiracy, esotericism, etc., and these are not topics that everyone can understand and agree. I never intended to hide my self, and honestly, I can't do it. I say what I think and feel about a topic, whether the person against me is known or unknown. So ... everyone has been asked, "What do you like to do?" Or "Do you believe in God?" Often people are confused before they understand what these answers of mine actually mean, and then (especially the religious ones) they suddenly become shocked. By the time I realized, I had "entered" some satanic sect and was "doing" black magic in my home, as well as sacrifices to my cats. In general, I had become a crazy WITCH ... I'm still funny! I am not particularly interested in human opinion. There are people who understand and support me, which means I'm not alone. Normally, however, the gossip reached my family's ears. I don't know if "family" is the right word. I don't talk to my father, my mother is not in Bulgaria, my brother and I don't get along very well, and luckily he took "care" of me. And so my "mentor" began to believe people. It didn't make sense, and I still wouldn't dissuade him, try to prove otherwise. I told him briefly and clearly that I was nothing of what was said about me, but in vain. The consequences are not so cruel, because I'm used to it. No going out and I said goodbye to the upcoming trip. The problem is that in front of the society I can pretend to be iron, at home I somehow keep the hront, but in front of me I don't know how far I will go ... which is talked about me, but in vain. The consequences are not so cruel, because I'm used to it. No going out and I said goodbye to the upcoming trip. The problem is that in front of the society I can pretend to be iron, at home I somehow keep the hront, but in front of me I don't know how far I will go ... which is talked about me, but in vain. The consequences are not so cruel, because I'm used to it. No going out and I said goodbye to the upcoming trip. The problem is that in front of the society I can pretend to be iron, at home I somehow keep the hront, but in front of me I don't know how far I will go ...

Last Updated
August 29, 2020
Author:
jenny_taborda

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