He was blathering on about how “abnormal” my current mental state is. Instead of being offended or shocked, I was quite amused, and let the sentiment show with a hint of a smile. He saw and was more bothered by my reaction to his “bad news”, than by the dripping. “No, I’m sorry, I don’t think you understand. Your current mental state, is not something to be proud of. It is a hindrance, that is keeping you from integrating completely into modern society.” At that, I laughed, harshly and loudly, completely dismissing his “prognosis”.
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