I’ve Quit Believing My Family’s Skepticism

First of all, you cannot debunk the doorknob picture. You cannot debunk what goes on inside my head. I’m done disowning my power too. You cannot debunk witchcraft. You can’t debunk everything I can do. How can I? My family is plain weird because they share a skill set and a mental illness to begin with. In high school I was seriously up the creek with knowledge, because I didn’t know jack, I was helpless, I had no resources, or money to access resources. My parents were the sorts of people who would not give me extra income for my needs but they were kind enough to take care of buying things. So anyway, I quit being a skeptic for my own good.