A thought stream keeps racing through my head when i am trying to sleep:
When I was younger (9/14) I was placed in an institution for people with hearing problems after they decided to open a group for children with autism, which is rather like a tire factory deciding to make cookies.
nd during that time I often got drawn back to the faith, though these periods did not last long due to the ridicule of the guides there, and when I said I wanted to be a priest one of them said:
“You will never be more be a silly altar boy’’
''You are not normal like us, you do not belong in regular society”
And not once but a lot of times.
Its these things that still frustrate me.
Part of me tells me I will always be mediocre, and the other part says I will do great things, and they keep contradicting each other.