My father is convinced that the reason I don’t clean up early and get things shining is because I am a lazy lout with no real character.
I am convinced that the reason I don’t clean up early and get things shining is because putting myself away in boxes outside under the porch feels like death, and I there is a terrible emotional cost throwing myself into the fire one more time.
I am also convinced that there is no way I can make people understand how I feel, so I know what the judgement will be.
And if perception is reality, then I am a lazy lout.