Competition Nine Shortlisted: When they tried to make me neurotypical (and not be me)

I’m here again. The room is loud, the light thrums. The lady sits opposite me at the table, 3.2 metres from the left wall, 3.6 metres from the right. I try to remember why I’m here. Mum said to her phone that she was ‘desperate’, something about stamping out behaviours and trying ‘aybeeyay’. I don’t …

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