Post Number Four: Anxiety Origins and Autism Awareness

Today has been a slow, boring day. I’m lactose intolerant, and yet I still ate multiple milk-based popsicles for breakfast anyway. Then I spent an hour in the bathroom hating myself, which is nice. I actually woke up at a semi-reasonable time this morning. At least it was reasonable for a fifteen year old in… Continue reading Post Number Four: Anxiety Origins and Autism Awareness