Why am I still mad that my grandma, who was born in the 40s, who raised me put so much pressure on me then I realize her husband made a wage they could live on, housewives of the time functioned on drugs we can't legally take now, and as those went away the expectations never did. Why am I still so mad? I know she cared but damn I was trying and I had no tools and she pretended my stuff didn't exist. I think she knew I was autistic and didn't get me diagnosed on purpose because there was a stigma about it and I'm soooo mad. Like she used to say don't hold tour arms like that it's what autistic people do.........well duh Betty turns out 90% likelihood i am and ADHD too but back then it was "social anxiety" because I was so high functioning (jokes on me not anymore now I suck at being an adult) Ahhhhhhhh.