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For some reason I happened onto a disproportionate number of discussions about psychological abnormalities this weekend. I don't know what the current trend is in psychology, whether the professionals have finally acknowledged that normal and average are nothing but damaging rumors or whether they are still trying to optimize everybody for living life in smoothly functioning social groups. Everybody around here is behind the times, so they fall into the latter group.
I can tell them this: in the feline world, there are cats who are affectionate and gentle and always want the company of humans and other cats. There are cats who love to be left alone. And there are cats who enjoy biting people and other cats.
I'm interested because of my brother and others like him. For decades he has been labeled, unlabeled, relabeled. Bottom line? He can cope if he has people willing to put up with him. He isn't dangerous. He's in his seventies now.
I want to shake his children until their teeth rattle and say, "For God's sake, just let him be. Why does he have to be like you? Who decided it isn't the other way around, that everyone else should be fixed so that they are like him?" I don't. Wives and children and grandchildren all have more say-so than sisters, Besides, I've said it before, in a lot of different ways, and nobody listened.
When we were kids he was one of a kind and I loved him. We had a lot of fun. Now he's one of a broken multitude, and everyone treats him as if he isn't there.
I can tell them this: in the feline world, there are cats who are affectionate and gentle and always want the company of humans and other cats. There are cats who love to be left alone. And there are cats who enjoy biting people and other cats.
I'm interested because of my brother and others like him. For decades he has been labeled, unlabeled, relabeled. Bottom line? He can cope if he has people willing to put up with him. He isn't dangerous. He's in his seventies now.
I want to shake his children until their teeth rattle and say, "For God's sake, just let him be. Why does he have to be like you? Who decided it isn't the other way around, that everyone else should be fixed so that they are like him?" I don't. Wives and children and grandchildren all have more say-so than sisters, Besides, I've said it before, in a lot of different ways, and nobody listened.
When we were kids he was one of a kind and I loved him. We had a lot of fun. Now he's one of a broken multitude, and everyone treats him as if he isn't there.