A blue, clean pool. White walls, lively swimmers, making such... noise. The noise, it's unbearable. In this enjoyable pool, a small child. Swimming, apparently having quite the time. Then under, it was enough, it was over. Finally. Peace, lying there, still on the bottom of the pool, not having a care in the world, not even a single one. Free from the pain, the suffering, the misery. All at rest. Finally, being free from what was truly a hell on earth. This was the better option. At last. But then, breaking the moment, a firm grasp breaches the surface of the otherwise calm water. He's getting pulled to the surface. "What were you thinking?!", he hears yelled out. He was 'saved', by everyone else's definition of saved. Not by mine. I was very much not. Everybody just accepted that I was drowning that day, nobody looked closer. Therefore, the reason lies below.
All Stitched Together is the story of how I grew up with ASD, GAD, and Tourettes.
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