STRUGGLING TO BREATHE
“So much time was spent believing the stigmas, taking on unlearned opinions, receiving a careless supply of abuse and laughing along at the jokes that mocked my control issues. That time required me to exist in constant shame, and continuously minimise my mental health issues.”
“Growing up, Ihad a problem with keeping my wardrobe tidy, even when running the risk of a hiding or no playtime on a Sunday. Funny enough, outside of the cupboard doors, I was obsessed with symmetry and things placed in the precise manner that I preferred. I was weirdly comforted by the sound of my parents’ occasional snores, and when sharing a room with my siblings, I had to see their chests move when I couldn’t sleep. God forbid that they
