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|“When my children were very young, I bought a used Infinity. It was the nicest car I ever owned. It was in mint condition, and I intended to keep it that way. Unfortunately, I was alone in my pursuit. One Saturday morning, as I was taking out the trash, I noticed something on the hood of my car. I walked over for a closer look and to my utter dismay discovered that someone had scratched the letter A into the paint. Beside the A were attempts at several other letters. I was furious. Within seconds my two sons were standing beside me as I demanded to know who scratched up my car. For a moment there was silence. Then Garrett, who was five at the time, piped up: ‘Allie did it.’ Allie, my youngest child and only daughter, was a whopping 3 1/2 years old. I called her out to the garage, pointed to my hood, and said, ‘Allie, did you do that?’ She sheepishly looked up at me and said ‘Yes, sir, Daddy.’ What was I going to do? There was no way in the world for me to explain to Allie the significance of what she had done and what it was going to cost me in dollars, time, and hassle to get it fixed. There was no point in telling her now I was going to have to take the car to the shop, rent a car, and pay for the rental car as well as repair. She had no context for understanding any of that. It would have been equally as absurd to demand that Allie pay for the damage. Fair, maybe, but unrealistic. What does $200-$300 mean to a 3 year old? The numbers wouldn’t even register. And where would she get the money? So what do you do in that kind of situation? Sever the relationship? Demand payment? Rant and rave? Of course not. I did the only thing I could do for someone I loved as much as I loved her. I knelt down and said, ‘Allie, please don’t do that anymore.’ She said, ‘Yes, sir, Daddy.’ Then she hugged me and went back inside. I continued to love her as much as ever. And I paid for the damage she caused. I wasn’t concerned about fairness. It wasn’t appropriate to figure out what was fair. What was most important was grace and mercy. Even if it meant that I had to pay for what she had done.”|
I am a religious person even though I don't read scripture. I've made a promise to God I intend to keep.
This pixel icon is a commission I paid for. The cat avatar is from a dead artist Louis Wain. I am schizoaffective. That means that sometimes I get confused about reality. If it scares you I'm very sorry. There's a lot of people who think that there's no difference between the mentally ill and the sane but that's actually not true. I am not sane and I am different. If I hurt you I apologize but I'm really not trying to hurt anyone. It's just my illness. I'm not perfect so be patient with me.
Life's A Marathon Not A Sprint
About art on this site... I love it! I can promise you that if I follow you I've seen your art and I think it's great but it is time consuming to favorite all the art I like because I like too much. So don't feel bad if I don't favorite in a while. My attitude is not "there's too much bad art" or "There's never any good art on this site" I love to see all kinds of art with varying skill level. What makes deviantart great is that they let all people express themselves even though they may not be good at it. It makes the site feel real and gives it depth.
The website I linked to is my old vine. Yes it's a little wonky and it doesn't show all my videos but now that Vine is down I feel like sharing my work. So sad to see vine go...
About My Recent Psychotic EpisodeRecently I went through a pretty bad psychotic episode. It was triggered by a certain user on here who claims to be a demon. I don't like people openly claiming to be demons. It disturbs me because of my mental health and it makes me psychotic. I've encountered "demons" on the internet and in real life before but never on deviantart.This journal explains why I believe in demons and why I am paranoid.
Before I explain why I'm paranoid I should start by saying it is not because of my encounter with the Book of Enoch. Those who genuinely seek the truth will find it and If I truly sought out the truth in the Book of Enoch I would have found it, so it can't be because of the Book of Enoch.
My psychosis started back in late 2008 when I saw a black robed angel outside my window. Seeing him was the start of my paranoia about demons. He was not supposed to appear to me and I know that angel got into some serious trouble with God for appearing to me without permission. Angels do not have the right to do that.
Then in late 2010 I started receiving "
If You Love Someone, Make Them Healthy.If you are on medication for mental illness, and your loved ones support you NOT taking your meds, they are ABUSING YOU. PERIOD.
You may have heard the expression "If you love someone, make them happy." When you love someone, you want them to be happy.
The joy of someone you love becomes your joy, just as the pain of someone you love hurts you as well. So, naturally, you'd want to make someone happy if you love them. But, is that really all there is to it?
Let's say that your child is happy eating candy. Obviously an excess of short term happiness can lead to longer term misery. The same is true if your best friend finds happiness in doing drugs or another dangerous activity. They may say, "If you love me, you won't try to stop me, because it makes me happy." And, if you love them, it will be hard.
But, if you truly love someone, you will need to weigh short term happiness with long term happiness. Otherwise, if you simply support what makes them feel happy now, you may find yourself responsible for their misery later and, if you love them, you will share in their suffering b