Tuesday, 12 June 2018

This is my view right now. I had to walk to this courtroom as I was scared they wouldn’t let me have my folded bike in. I need to ask for help with my electric meter as I don’t if it will last until next Tuesday, I’ve not eaten all day today because I was scared something would upset my stomach. And I was almost late here because I went to the wrong place. This is me. This is my autism. And I need help. It feels like the only people who can help is an old friend and an person who told me autism is an recoverable condition. I’m afraid. I’m so afraid. Im trying not to play the victim. Im super conscious of that. But... Help! Edit; forgot to mention this is for my PIP appeal.


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