I don't know what to do right now. So I'm writing.
Apparently it helps.
I hope so.
I guess this is where I talk about myself.
My name is Traver Simmons. Maybe you've heard of me. Or not. I don't care.
I have ADHD. I have Asperger's Syndrome- A form of autism that basically makes life difficult.
I have so many other things wrong with me I'm not gonna name them all.
I was always different. Apparently I'm supposed to be really smart.
I don't really act like it. I don't think about what I say or do.
I used to upset easily. But I learned to hide it.
Friends? Right now I only have a few real friends.
My home life? It sucks. My parent's yell at me all the time.
Apparently I'm not good enough. I've not as good as my older siblings.
My oldest brother? He has two kids and a steady job. He was popular.
My oldest sister? A daughter and a steady job. Going through college. She was popular.
My other brother, graduated from college has a lifelong plan set out.
My other sister, fucking perfect in every way, the one I'm always compared to, Fiancee, life plan, full ride scholarship, smart, popular. "Why can't you be more like her?"
I'm sorry for being a failure.
This took a depressing turn.
Oh well. That's me.
Depressing.
