I don’t care who sees this. Judging eyes of past school mates or long-gone colleagues. From whoever it is, I often can guess one thing. They feel simply pity. That’s right though, isn’t it right to pity a girl who confesses ‘psychosis’ messed her up. I’m asking for pity aren’t I? No. Because there isContinue reading “scrapbooked sadness of clipart from a psychiatry handout”
Below I started to remember PTSD around the visions I saw when psychotic. Basically the equivalent of Guts watching Femto and Casca um…..you get what scene I mean.
Ultimately, I’m going to interact on the internet the way I want to. That may be autistically and monologuing-ly unexciting to any average viewer, but it is exciting for me.
I did all this 2D art, which ended up being completely pointless.
I am searching for a special skill. I haven’t written about autism in awhile.