with random flashbacks I know you feel broken and lost. I remember it. You feel like there’s something wrong with you, an invisible brokenness, and while you can forget about it when you are alone, when you’re around others it becomes painfully obvious. People sense … Continue reading Letter to young me
I have mixed feelings about the concept of autistic masking, as I mentioned before. Besides finding the concept very fuzzy and open, I’m also unsure how well it resonates with me personally.