Today, my mother changed my sheets while I was at school. I thought about it all day. But when I go back to my room, I see that she got the wrong sheets, she put the satin ones instead of the silk ones.
Mom, mom. I... the sheets. I won't be able to sleep. I'm going to be all red and irritated.
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Oh my god, I suck. I lost my keys, it's almost dark. Oh no, my clothes are ugly, that's what Judith told me today. And then, where are my headphones? And my bag? I forgot everything, I'm really good for nothing.
That day was surely one of the most distressing of my life. And I know what I'm talking about, as an artist, anguish, it speaks to me.
Hey, pretty heart, don't cry. I'm here. It's dangerous to stay here in the evening, alone. What's your name? And what happened?
My…na… name is Katy. I'm au…au…autistic. I lost my keys…keys…keys and my…my mother is no… not at home. It… it… it’s almost dark. It's my fau…fault, I suck.
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And here we go again, the autistic is doing his circus again. That one annoys me.
This Friday, Justin, my boyfriend and his best friend, Timothée, accompanied me to the psychologist. Timothée seemed annoyed and I felt the anxiety rising. I can't stay calm because we're too much in the car. Fortunately, Justin is there to try to soothe me.