He’d promised himself when he moved to this house that he would keep it clean and tidy yet over ten years later here he was searching through piles of clothes for his favourite socks wondering where everything had come from and if it was paid for or on the never, never. Leaving him to his own devices was the worse thing anyone could do yet they did because he convinced them he was fine when in fact he was a mess hidden underneath an exterior worn out by years of trying and getting nowhere that gave off an appearance of control where there was none.
Deceptive appearances
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I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site. View all posts by The Autistic FellRunner
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