who put the heart brake on,, my autism.., most days, the head the willing, the heart has a brake held tight on it..., I feel like I am driving a car with the handbrake fully on ? Tension towards the world and engagement with people,, I hate there faces !, there expressions, there tones, there smell, there bodies moving, the world is a cesspit,,,
How can I take the heart brake off and move amongst them without fear and hate ? Don't tell me to love ! show compassion ! or join the latest god cult !