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He loves his computer, he is CONSTANTLY on that thing doing god knows what. I feel remorse every single day when I call him over and use his forehead as an ashtray for my cigarettes. Hell even my old man used to do it to me, he'd call it "doing an indian".
Every time he screams or has a breakdown I just wish he would die. I believe that violence is a lot more common than you think. but my wife and I always control ourselves eventually. I can’t stand it though. Why has god done this to me, and why instead of having support are you not supposed to say this. It is terrible, and I did not deserve it yet I am supposed to pretend life is just great. #hate #autistic #son