Lack of moral standing

You are not a medical professional. You are not qualified to comment on my health.

You are not a legal professional. You are not qualified to manage junior lawyers.

You are not a philosopher, so you are not qualified to comment on good vs evil—despite what your dad thought.

You are not a mathematician. Always count the zeroes before speaking.

You appear to be sexless and genderless , based on your sparse written communication. And friendless—though you liked to present yourself that way from when we first met. God knows what's up with that personality quirk. I never had a clue.

You exude a sense of being overwhelmed and stressed out. I wouldn't know but if you're happy ever you hide it from me. You hid happiness from your parents growing up. Again, I'm not clear on the reasons for that. Cheapness? You thought sharing meant losing something?
A lost sad little child? Skipping school. Is that you? Who knows. We'll all be gone fairly soon. I know nothing of these things.

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