My parents think I’m mentally ill

I think now my parents definitely think I’m mentally ill. I just mentioned to them that I wanted to turn my room into a giant rat cage (like, for me) with ramps and all. And here they have already looked at me as if I was telling them the first thing that came to mind (when I have been pondering this option for months). But since I guess it’s too complicated to live like a rat, I’ve proposed a second option I had in mind, which is based on living like a pig. And I just asked them for one of those plastic pools so I can cover it with mud and in the morning right after I get up, lie in it while reading a book before showering. And here they have already started to comment on why they had such a rare daughter. Am I that weird?


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