You just woke me up this morning at 8am. Okay, that’s fine, I went to sleep early last night like you told me to. I’m good to get up.
Then you told me I am becoming a couch potato. Yes. Because I am undergoing chemotherapy, everything makes me very tired. Including the hour long dog walk I went on yesterday. I couldn’t exercise properly the day before that because I was in a hospital, and the day before that I was so weak I could barely walk around. Okay, I’m not doing my physiotherapy recommended exercises, but that is because they are boring as fuck.
Then you told me that my whole low heartrate thing “could well be from a fatty buildup around my heart”. Okay, way to really make me feel good/scare me shitless. Thanks.
Then you told me I spend all my time on my laptop. Earlier mum also started going on about my “autistic tendencies” (I was diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome when I was little. However, although I’m maybe not completely neurotypical I’ve trained myself up to function pretty much normally in social situations.). I was like “have you SEEN the amount of perfectly neurotypical people who spend all their time on Tumblr?”. Now she’s of the opinion that all Tumblrs have “autistic tendencies”. Right. *headkeyboard*
And now you’re telling me that if you decide I’m still on the laptop too much, you’ll confiscate it and lock down all the computers in the house. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but all of my friends are currently scattered around the country and in the middle of doing exams. This laptop is the bulk of my social life. If I want anything to do, go to a class, meet up with people, whatever, I need the internet to look things up. If you take that away completely, fine, I’ll still have stuff to do. But wow, that’s taking a hell of a lot away. So I guess to stay on your good side I’ll just have to use the internet while you’re out from now on. Cool.
TL,DR: I really don’t need this right now.