Things My Dad Said to Me & My Sister After His Third Psychotic Break

I want the caregiver to iron my sheets.

If the caregiver won’t iron my sheets, I want the maintenance workers in my apartment building to do it.

I want my black cashmere sweaters.

I won’t take the assistance van. I have my pride.

I won’t go into assisted living, I’d rather end up on the street.

You don’t know what you’re talking about.

I have dementia.

I don’t have dementia.

I was robbed.

Can you give me more money?

I need more money. Can’t you give me more money?

If you don’t give me more money, I’m going to end up on the street.

I’m so lonely.

I’m all alone.

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