Cleaning Up

(Please do NOT hack and please do NOT delete this WordPress.com blog out of anger NOR whichever “reasons”..),

(Also, please, do NOT take this Personally. Sometimes I write and share stuff for anyone who possibly can relate..(?). It’s my right. As for the genre: I’d say this is another short one part play..(?)).

The one and only Part 1:

Garry returns from work to his mom’s basement..

Garry: Hey so, I’m really sorry about what my Dad has been going through. And it has felt hard losing my step-dad.. I have been taking my prescriptions to chill myself out during this period. If anything, I guess what I regret the most is not becoming a doctor to help my Dad through his operations.. Anyway, thanks for being able to care for him. I would have been there yet I have been struggling to hold this job that he’s been pushing me to not quit. I just have been going through some changes and shit.. I am worried about my mom while she makes arrangements for my step-father.. I hope you’ve been well..
Karla: Garry, I feel you. Yet, you should not be texting me at this hour! It is midnight! I raised three kids, I have a company to run, and seven of my employees depend on me to help their families! I’ve tried to help you! I’ve tried telling you what and how I feel you should best care for yourself! Yet I’m starting to realize that you don’t care for yourself in ways I’ve suggested.. It is deeply inappropriate for you to be trying to contact me at this hour! So please, stop!!
Garry: Sorry! I was just looking to vent.. I’ve been struggling because the times I’ve been expected to arrive at work have been changing, which has been screwing up my sleep schedule, causing me to become emotionally dysregulated and hypomanic.. Practically no one has been responding to my messages.. I get it, people are stressed. Yet since my mom has been putting up with me a lot, I decided to vent to you and leave her alone while she works on memorial arrangements for my step-father.
Karla: If you’re worried about your mom! You need to tell her, instead of waking me up after midnight! It is very inconsiderate! And again, it is NOT my responsibility to care for you in addition to everything else that I’ve been struggling with myself!
Garry: Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that! That’s not what I meant!
Karla: So stop messaging me!!
Garry: Okay! You can block me. It’s fine.

Garry, sits on his couch by himself then messages someone else named Nelson..

Garry: You dude I just got told off by someone.. She’s been trying to get me on Vyvanse while I’ve kept trying to make it clear that that’ll worsen my manic episodes..

Nelson gets sarcastic by referring to Garry’s High-Functioning autism as “severe”..

Nelson: Garry, I know you have severe autism, yet it’s not my job to hold your hand as you journey through life! I know it sounds harsh, yet me, and all us dudes have careers. So get your shit together, and stop adding stress to our lives!
Garry: Sorry, I really didn’t mean it like that! Like I’m sorry..

Nelson doesn’t respond.. Garry then messages a third person the next day..

Garry: Hey man you got a sec?
Jeremy: Yo! Stop fucking sending me all your problems like this! I ain’t your therapist!! Fucking stop!!

And then, Garry stands up, gets his baseball bat, vandalizes his bedroom, and after eventually calming himself down, he cleans up the mess, while his mom’s partner Edwin knocks on his door..

Edwin: Garry..?
Garry: Leave me alone!
Edwin: Garry! What was all that noise!!?
Garry: Leave me alone!! I want some respect!! I want some fucking respect!!