sanity

Sanity is a very precious thing. Most of my life I've tried to be a rather sane human. I follow social most social norms, and I have a decent group of close friends. Something weird happened to me recently. I would have never expected it. I went to see a psychologist, who then diagnosed me with Aspergers. It's pretty weird to think about honestly. You never wake up and think "Oh shit, am I literally retarded?" It just sort of falls into your lap.

I don't believe that I'm autistic. I refuse to believe it.