plot twist: it was autism the whole time.

Thirty years of wrong labels, one correct one.

first it was shyness. then it was a phase. then it was anxiety, then depression, then a personality problem with a filing code.

years of the wrong chart. every treatment aimed at the symptom of being undiagnosed.

then one word arrived and the entire timeline reorganised itself, backwards, all at once.

not depression. not anxiety. not a phase. it was autism the whole time.

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CHECKING THE SHELF