Something I only accepted to seek a diagnosis for because I was completely dependent on my parents, despite being legally an adult, and feared they’d just kick me out and let me die if I didn’t comply. I won’t consider myself independent till I manage to get rid of this stigma, get a real job which doesn’t rely on handouts based on it, and give back to the world all the wealth I’ve sucked parasitically this way, with interests.
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The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.