Mr Musk, on your "Musk Philosophy" relay.

 

I think that your dismissal of financial support is

your preference to identify me with your own past,

and that you would like to see, without malice,

that I walk the same path. As perhaps,

psychological successor. Like spider-man to ironman.

 

In a way, that is an honor.

 

 

But please note. I am sorry you've had your share of

hardship.

 

But I lived in a impossible world of violence

and mental illnesses asserting that violence on to me,

manifesting in many different forms.

 

And that world had little sense of reason or civility.

Only animistic dominance, where you can't really

think for yourself.

 

If a child, at the age of 3, draws something on the wall,

a rather small drawing few centimeters across with a

ballpoint pen.

 

And if you are lifted by the one arm, kicked like a

soccer ball in repeat, swored up on, with reddened,

constricted pupils, in fucking death rage. To be

tossed aside, thrown to the corner.

 

And you live this life, occassionally. And in-between

is myriad of mental illnesses. Trauma. You have to

endure. In public. The constant fights started by

my father.

 

And just as you grow up, you try to erase it from your memory,

to try to form a new identity. To find confidence.

To heal. Your sister and her husband won't let you progress.

Driving you insane, and doing whatever they can to harm.

 

No. Mr Musk. I'm sorry but your pain is different from mine.

 

Mine was a type of systematic abuse, even before my identity was formed.

On a subconscious level, it is embedded deeply within my mind,

and I am effectively crippled, in a way. It simply becomes part

of your identity, when people tries to make you become something

in a 'captive' environment when you had no control, or even an awareness

of what was better. And you have no idea what my psychology is like.

 

When you live a life fighting demons of your own. Driven by hatred and madness.

 

There is not a moment to care for yourself. Despite whatever you may believe

I am.

 

So this. Whatever is that you believe on me. It is coming from your assumption,

and your ego.

 

I come from place of pain and sorrow. I never needed any more of it.

 

So you, pushing on this. In comparison to your life.

 

 

Sigh....

 

 

I am a different person. You don't know what 3rd world fucking mental insanity

raw violence is like. And what I lived through.

 

No offense,

 

but this assumption, no support in comparison to your formative years?

 

you speak from a privileged place as if our pain was equal.

 

Don't give me that.

 

 

I should've been in therapy since long ago.

 

I don't need more of this control crap.