I am psycho. Not the psycho you know from the newspapers or from films. I don’t scream at you like a headline or wear a freaky mask so you can spot me in a crowd. I am a real psycho.
Are you scared of me? Most people are scared of psychos and we’re dangerous people right? I’m just like that. I work in a cafe and I might make your coffee a bit too hot, so watch out for your lips. I work in a shop and I might put all of your shopping into one bag instead of two. Imagine the lop-sidedness I can cause. I am at your school gate when you fetch your children and I sometimes park taking up two spaces. My kid and me will be back in our car before you because you have to walk that little bit further. Sorry.
See what a risk to society I am? Me and my parking and my drink-making and my bag-packing. And don't forget to add in all the other psycho stuff I do like reading books, watching tv, walking my dog, baking cakes for school fetes. Once I spent two weeks in a small hotel by the seaside in Cornwall too.
True, there were voices, but they were never about you. They were about me and how bad I was at life. For a while there I looked weird and acted a bit weird too. Maybe it might happen again one day, who knows. But I have medicines to help me now and a plan to help me then, if there is a then.
And don’t worry, you won’t be in danger. Only I will be. Because I am a real psycho. We’re just like you.
Are you scared of me? Most people are scared of psychos and we’re dangerous people right? I’m just like that. I work in a cafe and I might make your coffee a bit too hot, so watch out for your lips. I work in a shop and I might put all of your shopping into one bag instead of two. Imagine the lop-sidedness I can cause. I am at your school gate when you fetch your children and I sometimes park taking up two spaces. My kid and me will be back in our car before you because you have to walk that little bit further. Sorry.
See what a risk to society I am? Me and my parking and my drink-making and my bag-packing. And don't forget to add in all the other psycho stuff I do like reading books, watching tv, walking my dog, baking cakes for school fetes. Once I spent two weeks in a small hotel by the seaside in Cornwall too.
True, there were voices, but they were never about you. They were about me and how bad I was at life. For a while there I looked weird and acted a bit weird too. Maybe it might happen again one day, who knows. But I have medicines to help me now and a plan to help me then, if there is a then.
And don’t worry, you won’t be in danger. Only I will be. Because I am a real psycho. We’re just like you.
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