Mean Girls, Part II

I think it’s just the fact that all of this was done without my knowing is what makes it so….. offensive. Hurtful. I mean, it’s an honor, it really is, but it’s… bad… all the same. They should’ve asked permission. Somehow, in some way, back then.

I don’t know. Maybe they still should. I mean honestly, I never actually asked for any of this. For any of these powers, or influence. Perhaps I wanted it, but did I ask for it? I mean I never knew that any of this was possible. Telepathy, direct mind control, reality warping, etc. I just… did it, somehow, like I grew up with it, somehow. I don’t know. And being that I don’t even know when this stuff started, I don’t know what’s even appropriate to ask for in exchange.

Am I… letting people off the hook here? For taking my ideas, if not my mind itself, and letting them run away with it with them offering little to nothing in return?

I don’t know. Maybe I’m just excusing things I shouldn’t, mostly because I have no choice otherwise. Because there’s no way to “shut it off”, even if it was the one thing I wanted to do.

*shrug*

I just don’t know.

I really wish the X-Men were real, LOL. I could ask Xavier, as a fellow mutant telepath, what to do.

Obviously tho that’s a no-go, haha.

I guess I’ll just figure it out myself as I go along.

As usual.

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