I was a lonely child – wait, that is not quite right – I was a solitary child. I felt separate. I craved understanding and acceptance from anyone who would give it and I felt bitterly rejected when it was not forthcoming. But I was often blissfully happy, alone. Reading and computer games replaced real … Continue reading Am I autistic?
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