Moving House

I feel so fucking lonely. Haven't feel like this for quite a while. Depressed and angry.

I'm moving house, and I'm all alone. Rarely anyone offers help and if they do, I can't tell if they're genuine or just being polite. Stupid Aspergers.

Seeing people in uni just stresses me to the max.

I tried and then I just feel so angry towards my inability of socialising.

I'll never be part of any group, it's just in my dream, forever.

Sometimes I wish I don't have to wake up and face the reality, the disability.

The disability that no one can see and no one really cares.

At this very moment, I wish I am not an Aspie. At this very moment, I cannot deny it anymore. It's there, I can feel it, I can see it. It's inside me, it's the whole me.

I hate it.

I hate it that no one can sympathised with it... I hate it that no one can see through Asperger.

Except for him, who sees through all the disability and sees the real me.