Many people have told me to fight.
But fight for what exactly? My own sanity? My family? Everything else, in between?
Truth is, I don't know. Things in my life, aren't playing out in the way I thought they would. I didn't ever think that I could possibly have a disability - I relinquished the thought from my head. Truth be told, I did end up having one the whole time. Not a physical one, a mental one: Asperger's Syndrome, accompanied with ADHD and high Anxiety.
While it may not sound like much, I struggle with doing simple things that others can do with relative ease. For example most children I knew, could tie their shoes before Grade 1. I wasn't able to do it until midway of Grade 6. That's only one example. I could sit here all day listing more, but you get the idea, so I'll spare you the time. I also have issues processing information, meaning I won't get something unless I go over it multiple times. These things have really thrown a wrench in my self-esteem, making me feel inferior to others and hating myself because of it. I occasionally start feeling more confident, but something happens which causes that said confidence to crash and burn.
Looping back to the first sentence: People have told me to fight. I've been trying to do that for most of my life, but is it really worth fighting anymore? They say at the rate I'm going, I'll end up being depressed - Especially since I'm living a fairly lonely life. Although this doesn't bother me a lot, as I usually stick to myself and spend most of my time playing Video Games and watching Videos all day long. Although, I can't help but feel that I'm too lonely. In the past people have left me alone, simply for being too unique - Only returning if I changed myself to be similar to them. That makes me think, do people just not like who I am? Am I as a person, wrong?