I was fine until this evening. I’m tired. I only slept about 3 hours today. I’m feeling very sad over losing my son to adoption when it’s his birthday. 11 years already. Life has gone so fast. I’ve not really got much further in life which makes me feel like crap. I never got any kindness from others. People assume that I deserved to lose my son. I get no sympathy. People who could support me chose to walk away from me. I’m just upset with multiple things today. I don’t like being treated the way others have treated me. I would appreciate the support rather than being hated for aspects of my disability which I can’t help sometimes. I’m not awful or weird. I was born with a different kind of brain. We don’t all have to be the same. If others bothered to get to know me then they would see the truth. I’m also sad that psychics predicted years ago that my son would be reconnected with me when he was 10 years old. That never happened. I know I was stupid to hope that it would happen. I had hope though. I needed that hope and now it’s gone. I sacrificed so much but I never got anything back apart from a load of stuff I didn’t deserve.