Yesterday, when we were in 4 at school because the other classmates were in Venice, a substitute teacher asked me why I wasn’t at the school trip with them.
I replied it was because I am disabled, because I didn't want to specify it was because of anxiety, undiagnosed autism, IBS, and other mental and physical issues I have, be them diagnosed or not.
Well, of course (/sarc), she was like "Oh, no, don't say that, you are not like the disabled!" despite, you know, having just met me for the first time in her life.
So I told her about my anxiety, and she said–
She said–
She bloody said–
To try yoga.














