It’s hard to reconcile my pride at being disabled with the reality of how many walls I punched like a teenage boy losing a video game because I can’t express how loud and how quiet everything is at the exact same time.

I left college. I liked the classes but hated the town. I got tired of being unhappy and knowing it but not doing anything about it. I applied to a different university and got in but then decided not to go. I realized that it was okay to change my mind a lot. It didn’t mean that I was lost or unreliable.