I’ve never seen or met you but I believe it to be true. And they better style the fuck out of you

And what’s left? A simple, cave of mind. Fruitful and determined like a newborn exploring the marble halls. Almost unafraid to speak to new statues and hear new bird calls. Only vaguely aware of the complicated horrors that led us to these circumstances and which wait for us once more.

Autism regression. Days, even weeks of my mind and body left in a catatonic state, simply because I was pushing through too hard.

I was being too normal.

And with that, I’m led astray to the comforting depths of my labyrinth to be fed pitiful scraps here and there and reminisce on what I’ve lost.

I became Piranesi this year for what I didn’t realize was the fourth or fifth time in my life. Autism regression. Extreme autistic burnout in adults (who were most often not previously diagnosed with autism) usually due to an onset event.

Looking back, I can pin point each event that sent me into

And often without the resources to do so. Left with no one but someone whose interests aren’t in line with yours, you must trust them. There aren’t any other options. You loop back on yourself, one step forward, two steps back. Constantly rewriting histories and feelings you’ve been forced to erase

But now, as I am in the processing of my autism diagnosis, I feel Piranesi very closely aligns with the autism regression experience. An isolating, dehumanizing experience forced upon someone who has held the entire world in their hands. Stripped down to the most basic of skills necessary to survive

Of BPD’s comforting voidlike depression came to mind. Wanting to explore and find meaning the dark depths of your mind when you know you need healing and escape. The pit feeling you get with BPD is initially indiscernible and indescribable. Am I hungry? Do I have gas? Am I sick? Nope! Its depression

CARIBBEAN FOOD

Wow, a lot of yall are forgetting that the Caribbean is in G… not just Mexico and US!

Girl, do you know where the CARIBBEAN is??? There’s your flavor and fruit babygirl!!

As a Caribbean, I’m so sorry, I have to choose G

There’s something pubescent about this, like his yodel is suddenly getting deeper and he keeps awkwardly climbing off cliffs cause his knees are too knobby