I am realising the Self imposed exile from my friends has cost me dear. Out of plain stubbornness I cut myself off from people who really care for me.
The thing is they will forgive me at the drop of a hat. The real problem is in my fight for independence I have done these people a real disservice. It feels like I’ve cut my nose of to spite my face.
It’l be good to catch up with then over the weekend. I hope they aren’t upset at my lack of communication.
My journey to neurodivergent joy 