My mother suggested last week that she thought I might be a sociopath.  Sociopaths don’t like to be touched, and neither do I.  She said it kind of as a joke, but there was something there, something that made me think this wasn’t 100% a joke.

At first I tried to put it out of my mind, but it has been nagging at me ever since.  My mother thinks I am a sociopath.It hurts to think that.  I can’t express how much, and I guess that’s part of the problem.