The lack of response indicates I was wrong about all this. Maybe I am asking too much. I can’t stop the way my brain works. It is all my fault as always.
Everyone is mad at me… at least I think so. There is no-one who actually tells me anything. It is very hard to know what is right, when no-one will talk to me. It leaves me groping in the dark. Making mistakes, and making things worse. Alone.
All my life, my detractors have been right. It’s just me.
The Autistic Family - the crazy raising the crazier
This is a Kiracracy
let the conversation begin
Tasty morsels of cooking, entertainment tips and product reviews
The socio-economic class divide in the UK
tell tale signs of an emerging heart attack
May All Your Thoughts Be True
A Hopefully Formerly Depressed Human Vows To Practice Self-Approval
Life On A Different Plane
Finding normality within Bipolarity. The inner musings of a chemically challenged manic-depressive. Mildly* asocial and a purveyor of awesome.
Because life is too overrated to ignore
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Observations, thoughts
how to be alone, a book on loneliness
So Does Joy
Bringing you love through spirit!
I will write about anything and everything that strikes me.
Ramblings of an Agoraphobe 