While I am perceived by many people as a regular guy, in a way I can only wish that were true.
Manic-Depression and Asperger's sees to it for all I know, I might never find a way to find steady employment or live on my own. It's not a pleasant fate, socially and economically speaking. Mental illness makes it hard to exist outside your family's home.
I might never own my own car, home, or ever get married, or any hallmarks of adulthood.
Kind of sucks. When you have a disability, it's like God himself wants to force you to just sit on your ass, watching OTHER people live their lives, while he forces you to watch days go buy and do nothing, all while every day looks the same.
There's no job that completely fits with my skill set.
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