Once upon a time I was born – it was so delicious to receive milk, get my diapers changed when I needed – in general I felt the world was going exactly how I wanted it – then as my intellect started to develop I began to want things – much, what I saw others had – sometimes i would just take it – and those big people told me “no” – man that hurt – Used to getting my way I would throw some fits but when no meant no, I learned that somethings I may and something I may not – I started a new life in which I realized I was a subject of this adult world, but one day I promised myself I would be free to do my wishes – well moving right along, as I am now an adult I have come to realize I am still a retarded child – for the desire to have things my way has nothing to do with what is actually beneficial or detrimental