
Posted by Reena Saxena

No! No! No! No! It’s all wrong! It’s always wrong. No matter what I say, it either erupts from my throat incorrectly or is somehow perceived just plain wrong. Not like I meant it.
I try so hard to fit in. To respond when appropriate, yet somehow, for some reason, they talk right over me as though I’d not been speaking at all. How do they do it, converse like that and why is the way I do it, wrong?
My own kids despise me for not acting the way a mom is supposed to act. Friends are very few, most think I’m mentally imbalanced, slow or even seeking attention. None of which is true.
If I could get through just one day without saying something erroneously egregious, that would be a miracle. So, I remain at home alone, and quiet. That way I never say anything in error, in an inappropriate way or in perceived falsehood, because I truly can’t remember so much.
My Aspergers and I will be fine, at home, alone. Rereading, this is not right at all.
Red pencil strikes words from page.
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