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I UNDERSTAND what it sounds like. You would need to read my book to understand the full bredth of our circumstances, which include me being BOTH schizoaffective AND the guy that told his ROTC cadre that his nonexistent sister got him pregnant. Yea, he only interned with the CIA when he attended RIT, so he's deliberately being impossible so I am forced to meet my tentative mother-in-law in secret because we cannot tell if he has gone overboard with the Buddhism or if this is advanced psychosis.
Regardless, he seems to indicate he wants to go on a two hundred mile death excursion to a monastary, on foot, with his already difficult vows, so there's karmic impetus to try to help him; the help being directly something that is conditioning me out of my traumas and maladaptations to meet him where he is and help a man with thought disorders. Even if this sweet, compassionate man is lying through his teeth to me (and he does at times), helping him as he is helps me in my bigger picture goals of maybe being of use to society besides being this on the internet.
I can be other things too! I think.