When I was in the 4th Grade, I came up with a wild life theory that all the people in the world were actually a Hive mind, and they told each other stuff telepathically, and I wasn’t a part of the Hive mind, so I couldn’t tell what others were thinking, conveying, or feeling, and when I tried, it ended up in me being hurt in the end. I always thought the reason people treated me like I was wrong or defective was because they could tell I wasn’t a part of their Hive mind. Then I got to 7th Grade and was told that I was Autistic.













