KnavishMakar’s review published on Letterboxd:
Finally managed to reconcile home and I feel exuberant and frenetic.
For those not conscious of what occurred, here’s what I have to interpret:
I felt the most sepulchral, ignominious and lugubrious throughout an astronomic amount of days. I bit my mother on her arm as a method of self-defense. While I did assault, I apologized since I suffer inimical anguish of suicide and autism as well. Initially I wouldn’t have had to stay at a hospital, but me calling my mother a bitch made my mother capricious, mercurial and volatile and went to the hospital rather than home.
I spent a night there. Clothing was completely eviscerated and deprived from my possession and had to wear a gown. The subsequent day, I was transferred to a hospital near home.
My fucking god, my roommate was obstinate, iracundulous and annoying the fuck out of me. He frequently called me “Hickson” and would touch me even if I wish to be intangible, he’d always ask if I’m “breathing” and I’m like no shit I’m breathing. He also felt credulity that a person feeling left alone is “torture” when he has the derelict memory of a child since torture is deliberately inflicting pain upon an individual, being left alone is more of a preference if anything. A myriad and prodigious amount of other stuff occurred, but I’d rather not immerse into it. The reason to why I was inactive is because of my hospital visit, I was really maneuvering and oscillating to the same activities throughout the week. Nothing else. The only aspect I liked was an extremely ergonomic bed that’s cordial and convivial for comfort.
Despite my pugnacious behavior and struggle living, I apologize for my behavior (and toward my mother) and I’ve had a few steps to incentivize myself to ameliorate and thrive upon my actions:
- 1. One thing that exasperates me is a teacher with tenebrous chalk synchronizing the sound of the chalk to a school board, with the sound as a result.
- 2. A trigger is abusive and inimical parents.
- 3. My peak is assaulting my mother in a belligerent manner due to a variety of disagreements, also suicide.
- 4. Finally, I recover from all of this by conciliating my anger in an attempt to walk to ameliorate a stance of morality.
Sorry for my inactivity, I’ll promise to be more gregarious and lenient.