there was a time, shortly after i uncovered the documents of my 2001 diagnosis, where i wanted to discover everything there was to my newfound label and so i pestered my school psychologist about autism, what it was, who it was, why it was and why i had it.
i scribbled all over the documents with my notes and thoughts. that was in 2009‐2010, middle school.
now i hardly think about it. but back then i guess it was great to have another (shameful) cop‐out for my own self perceived inadequacy.
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הייתי צוללת עכשיו למים
הכי, הכי עמוקים
לא לשמוע כלום
לא לדעת כלום
וזה הכל אהובי, זה הכל.