I don’t know if I mentioned this, but lately I’ve been going to a centre that specialises in helping people with different kinds of disabilities. I’ve been seeing a neuropsychologist at the centre and luckily he knows a lot about Autism Spectrum Disorder. It’s not always been useful going there since they tend to tell me a lot of things …
I feel so frustrated. I hate that I have this feeling inside, the feeling that “I wasn’t supposed to be here. Life wasn’t supposed to be like this.” I’m 33 years old now. When I was 18, I thought people who were in their thirties were absolutely ancient, but now that I’m in my thirties I don’t see it quite …
No, this has nothing to do with covid-19 or any other virus, pandemic or a zombie apocalypse. It has nothing to do with anything going on right now, real or fictional alike. It has everything to do with my future – or what my future might become.
