You obviously have "feelings" for Uncle Peter. I suspect that your vicious attacks on him

are just a sublimation of deep but unexpressed yearnings which you struggle to suppress

Do you hate yourself for feeling like that, Otto? Do you cut yourself, those long empty nights in your lonely bedsit after another meal of baked beans and another evening with only your right hand for company? Do you watch the blood trickle and feel a calming sensation of peace, watching the evil desires for Uncle Peter drip away onto the dirty lino?

We know, Otto, and we care. You can tell us. You don't have to pretend to despise Peter any more. You can collapse into his big strong arms. Just tell us.

Posted By: Old Git, Oct 17, 23:54:46