I have struggled with depression and autism and everything in between for the larger part of the last 30 years.. but I always found ways to move on. Be it unorthodox and radical but I did and I made an effort.

so.. around christmas I had a moody moment and I told my children that I just hope no one ever finds out that I am in fact two 12-year-olds in a trenchcoat with money.

so they looked at me and were “you don’t own a trenchcoat – but if you did, we would actually suspect”

I think I did everything right at this point <3