It’s not quite been two years since the last time I spoke to him. He is out of my life, but stays a ghost in my head.

it is very hard to be neurodivergent. you are the cigarette butt of every community you might seek solace in, and considered disposable...

No one wonders if I might be autistic until I’m 25. My brother was diagnosed as a kid, and Daryl used my mum’s speculations about his...