DIARIO del 19 settembre 2020
Salve a tutti, da circa un anno mi si impedisce di postare video su Youtube, per cui mi sono rassegnato a tenere un diario minimo di quello che mi capita durante la giornata. Il diario è necessariamente breve perchè ho difficoltà a dilungarmi a causa degli ultrasuoni, ma è abbastanza indicativo di quello che di assurdo sono costretto vivere. Assurdo perchè assolutamente criminale e razzista, reati assolutamente intollerabili in una democrazia.
quindi ecco il resoconto del diario che scrissi il 19 settembre 2020. Sfortunatamente lo sto scrivendo in inglese per motivi di studio, fatemi sapere se siete interessati a una versione in italiano.
09/19/'20
Yesterday it all began earlier in the morning. At about eight o'clock I dared to watch a video on porn videos, a discussion on it. But just at the beginning, some images excited the telepath who immediately grasped my heart and began to put extraordinary dark feelings on it, increasing at the same time anxiety and nervous. Then I began to drink beer, which I am drinking without alcohol, as a type of diet for my sick liver.
After some time, my younger brother came and, before going out, looked disgusted at me blaming I was drinking too earlier and then went out. I dismissed it all with a joke but understood that he said it under the suggestion of Ferlini, as a type of critic which, supposedly I take into too good account my brother's opinion, should have brought me to repent and feel psychologically hurt.
The morning went this way letting me anxious and nervous for hours if I remember well.
At lunchtime, when I was preparing lunch as I am used, my elder brother made a joke, while watching tv, saying Australian movies are full of hard drinker. It was a type of reminder that I had to drink less.
Ferlini is years trying to stop me drinking. He tried everything: punished me heavily, put bed taste in wine and beer, but at the same time, he frequently put anxiety and nervous knowing that I had only a way to escape such trouble, which is to drink! Not only that, actually, as alcohol doesn't make me high nor has any effect on me, owed to ultrasounds, but he also lessened my anxiety and nervous or anger, only if I drank something alcoholic. At the same time, he said he wanted me to stop drinking.
This is sheer sadism, furthermore because I am sure he is behind my absolute need for drinking in the morning.
By the way, in the evening Ferlini prevented me to watch tv getting me angry, which happens almost every two days. I then had to spend more than two hours criticising loudly Ferlini and his experiment, before I could try to sleep.
This is all for today, This is the third day I stopped reading any book. See you next.