(Cont.) I can't think of plans long enough to follow through on them so things keep getting worse and I can't do anything about it. Getting help seems impossible because I'm having near daily meltdowns from anxiety. Mental health issues suck, y'all.

Well let's see. I got sued for forgetting to pay things because of my memory issues. I'm trying to survive my brain wanting to kill me by getting my brain sounded on with a magnet every day (at 125 a week, which of course i don't have.) (Continued...)

I don't know how to unmask. It's a general problem with late diagnosed autistic women, that we've learned very well how to act somewhat "normal," like other people. When I'm not by myself I at all times perform the happy, smiley, friendly, helpful version for myself.

Well guess I'm gonna be here a lot more. Hopefully the character limit issue will be dealt with soon.