I wish I could be able to keep spaces clean. Like every other person my age. But instead I’m ashamed, so FUCKING ashamed of myself. Because my mind can’t function like theirs. Tears run down my face, as panic drenches my mind. I wish my friends could come over and I don’t have to panic about how ‘clean’ things are. I wish I was normal. I wish I was normal. I wish I was normal. I wish I was normal. I wish I was normal. I wish I was normal. I wish I was normal. I wish I was normal.