Patient

 I think that currently I am a patient. A derogatory term could be "mental patient". I have psychiatric care needs but I do not define myself as such. I think the key is just to enjoy my life. I have a pretty good life.

There was a man named Aaron Mark who I knew from nursery school and up. He is in a similar position as me in terms of psychiatric care and he wouldn't stop being a pest in my life. He would email me with medication recommendations and stop by and drop off "gifts" constantly (which he would then ask for back, some of the time).

I live in mental health housing and there are people here who are in the same boat as me, health-wise. I think I can remember that we all have issues and some of us just got the short end of the stick when it comes to what we caught. I wish my father were more supportive, but as he's told me from time to time, "I don't want to take care of you". That was after I asked him to buy me shoes. The guy has over $800,000 which he inherited from my late mother. Born to a lower-middle class family, he married rich, and is now spending all the family's money. His alcohol budget could support any one of my neighbours or myself by providing food and clothing.

He is a "conservative". I loathe those people. I was raised in this "conservative" household and now am a liberal.