Once and for All
I have always had a rather severe problem with people trying to tell me what I can think; either in an outright manner or by manipulation of my emotions or supposed values. Always. Even when I was really little and was asking all the why questions. I always knew when I was being manipulated and it always made me angry – which generally got me in trouble because I let it be known that I knew what they were doing and why, which, always pissed my elders and teachers off. Story of my life, in a nutshell. A good whoop’in a [-MORE-]