This morning I was looking in a mirror, when my emotions started getting out of control. It took a bit, but I thought maybe I should see what’s happening on the outside.
Was awful. Hard to watch. Felt sorry for this person.
Musings from an Autistic woman
This morning I was looking in a mirror, when my emotions started getting out of control. It took a bit, but I thought maybe I should see what’s happening on the outside.
Was awful. Hard to watch. Felt sorry for this person.