I hate when the evil monster comes out to play. I can be happy as a clam and all of a sudden – boom. “What are you doing touching that?” “Why are you screaming?!” Or “stop touching me!”

It’s usually the latter one.

I hate overstimulation. It sucks greatly making me curl into a ball trying to shut out the world, because it’s just too much.

I don’t even know what I’m going to say next because someone keeps touching my foot and I’m trying not to lose it.

Why does this hafta be so hard?

I know I’m just going through a plateau on my meds and need an up or something but this sucks. I can’t even think right now

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