(Untitled)

[chipguy]

Good news, I had my evaluation, and nothing wrong's with me. My parents are fantasizing again (You should have heard them in the interview "Oh, Chip's making such poor decisions". They took me there last night saying the hospital wanted to start me early in the morning. So I spent the evening hanging with the kids there "Wow, you're in college?

Comments

[mustangracer]

Dude. Your parents are insane. Do they fall into this catagory?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Munchausen_by_proxy

[chipguy]

They've never done anything like that to me. But maybe there's a mental version.

Anyway, I"m going to score a car out of it. Whatever turns them on.

[mustangracer]

Get the car. Make sure the title is in your name. You don't want them to have another thing to hang over your head...

[chipguy]

Damn straight. Even if I have to pay for the insurance. I'll get a job.

I know what you are saying. They would have been hugging themselves with joy if the doctor had said, "Well, Chip, we'd really appreciate it if you would stay with us a few days just to make sure that everything's OK with you. Just go with these 400 pound gorillas who are about to pick you up and carry you back to the psych unit". I think the doctor thought they were off the wall too. I made damn sure they will mail me the full report. I had to let them get a copy too, damn it, there was no way to avoid it.

But it was fairly weird, they were asking the doctor if I had certain diagnosises, like oppositional defiant disorder, and he explained there's no such thing once you turn 18.

Anyway, I made an appointment with the guy I trust here in Philly, and he doesn't blab to my parents (not for lack of their trying!) and I'll ask him what he thinks.

[chipguy]

Yeah, they are pretty good at the blackmail thing by the way, they could probably force me to sign papers if they really pushed things. Like saying that if I don't, they won't pay tuition.

Anyway, I'm safe back at school.

Incidently, before I left, they had me clear the spyware and shit off their computer and I checked out their browser history, and sure enough they were looking at inpatient programs for adolescents that would go up to age 19. One in Minnesota looked fucking unpleasant. I think they love the fact they got the hospital to put me in partial hospitalization that time two summers ago, and then they were the ones who found me and "saved my life" when I tried to end things. They still can't just let go. They want to be in control. Ain't happening.