I am very grumped with a facebook friend of mine who is a desperate state, with impending homelessness and no family supports, and autism.
Ok, why is the last one important? Because he is an asshole, and he blames it on his autism.
He was perfectly capable of messaging me and demanding I take him out for coffee on the weekend, but somehow magically incapable of e-mailing the government and demanding more money for an emergency loan.
So I am angry, and it's kinda generalized to being angry at the mental illnesses of all my friends (99.9% of whom are not assholes even when ill) and at how those illnesses place demands on the friends of my friends.
And yes, I know, they're brutal to live with as the person, and that's why I'm pretty sure I'm in the wrong on this one. It is not allowed to be mad at an illness for the effects of the illness on others.
Well, ok, wait, maybe it is, if I'm also mad at the illness for the effects it has on its bearer.
Ok, I can square that, I think.
Also, depression and anxiety lie, remember that.
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