When I was 7 years old I made a promise to my mum that when she goes to heaven I'll go too, many years have passed and I have to admit they are days when I'm terrified because my mum has Alzheimer's now and then they are days when I feel ok because my problems that I face in life and the absolute chaos that goes on in my head will be over, I was diagnosed with autism a few weeks ago and at first I thought it was good because it helped me understand certain things that I previously couldn't, I announced my diagnosis because in truth I thought that the people who threaten me as they pass by in their cars might stop when they know why I'm me, I still don't know why I'm me but I don't like it because some members of my family said that I should be ashamed of myself and I can't see my nieces and nephews because I brought shame on them, these are the days I want to leave because it's killing me anyway, I don't know why I'm posting this, I'm really sorry if anything on this has offended you, I'm sorry