Me: doesn't care about my body hair.
My autistic brain: the pricklies don't feel good when we rub our legs together like a fucking cricket to go to sleep. Gotta shave legs at 2:48am.
It's not like I'm fucking college educated in this shit, and my degree is focused in child/adolescent development and psychology and abnormal psychology. ITS NOT LIKE I DONT REALLY FUCKING KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT.
I want to rip someone's throat out.
I like to take showers at night after the kids go to bed, and I'm always terrified that I'm going to walk into my room to one of them being awake and just sitting there.
My oldest is playing Fortnite with one of his best friends, communicating through their phones. But they're also playing with the friend's little 7 year old brother and they're both being so sweet to him ๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน
I always forget I was added into my graduating classes reunion group. And whenever they post anything about it I just wanna reply "gross", but I still never leave the group.
I posted an Amazon registry for my graduation full of books yesterday. On Facebook. @napalmtrees I love that I know your government name and you still signed "napalm" <3 you. Thank you so much.
I've been reading the plated prisoner series. I'm on book four, and I'm really enjoying it. But I think I need a break after this one. My mood reading is mad at me that I'm forcing myself to stick to one series. I need to bounce back and forth.