A non neurotypical life.
I have no idea how to write a book. I've been thinking about this book for years. I've probably finished it in my head a few times. I put it off as I always put things off, being that I am an awful procrastinator. Not just because I was busy, (I am an American Sign Language Interpreter, homeschooler, mum to ten-year-old and nine-year-old triplets and have all the duties that come with family, home and pets.), but because I was convinced, I would make a total mess of writing a book about myself. I mean, who wants to read a book about me? I'm not rich or famous and I have no sex tape that I am aware of. Except for the fact that I navigated through life with undiagnosed autism until the age of forty-three, self-medicated with drugs and alcohol to cope with the pain of big out-of-control emotions, and navigated marriage and motherhood through it all, I have absolutely nothing to write about.
So, in the next, however many pages, I will attempt to not bore you to tears. Happy reading.