songwriting journal

So my dad told me you asked if I was autistic._

_He said I should talk to you.

“Yea, I asked your dad. He never got back to me.” I suppose that’s fair. He said [nodding YES] “no and…” [shaking NO] “yes…?”

…Fair? I guess it took me this long to ask… “Are you? Were you ever diagnosed?” We teachers care about diagnosis.

I guess? I was diagnosed as a little kid. I was diagnosed with a lot of stuff though. They tried everything. But yea, they definitely thought I was autistic. “Do you think about it? Do you identify yourself that way?” I mean… do I think about myself through any special lens?

Still. So far all of my confidants have responded: *CLICK* Oh that makes sense.

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