Why do you feel the need to make me conscience of the way I appear to you?
I don't need to hear you analyze my mood
Or the way I talk, walk, and breath
Go home and evaluate me in your ******* journal

And stop shrinking people to fit into your unambiguous definitions. People are more fluid than that.

People aren't their pasts or disorders or behaviors at work that you can sum up in a punch line.

What you see is a tiny window into a deep infinite Galaxy  

"Be still and listen"