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i was 10 years old, first failed roping attempt in the school playground.
teachers found my hidden drawings of self-harm and suicide, called my parents soon after.
classmates noticed and labeled me "the suicide kid" for too long.
it all went down when my mom sent me to my one and only psychiatrist.
months of talking before he finally diagnosed me with autism.
the only light i've found since then was self-improvement.
but my mom twisted that diagnosis into an obsession, shattering my dream.
"looks aren't important, you're just autistic, it's time to move on."
it's now been 7 years of seeing that same psychiatrist on and off.
no progress physically or mentally whatsoever.
my parents are retarded, they can take the blame for everything that goes wrong in my life.
teachers found my hidden drawings of self-harm and suicide, called my parents soon after.
classmates noticed and labeled me "the suicide kid" for too long.
it all went down when my mom sent me to my one and only psychiatrist.
months of talking before he finally diagnosed me with autism.
the only light i've found since then was self-improvement.
but my mom twisted that diagnosis into an obsession, shattering my dream.
"looks aren't important, you're just autistic, it's time to move on."
it's now been 7 years of seeing that same psychiatrist on and off.
no progress physically or mentally whatsoever.
my parents are retarded, they can take the blame for everything that goes wrong in my life.


