On week while I was at my mums a social worker turned up am down played eenie meanie minie mo as to whose going into foster care and I got the last mo but never ended up going and thing so like this happened a lot like teasing going too far, have seen it happen since by some proper dickheads. Turns out you need two signatures or something or didn't go I'd rather have been taken away because a thing least then i would have closure or something close. My mother was an awful witch must have some proper defect in her genes. My brain instantly melted due to stress and I developed a personality like Ryan Reynolds Deadpool. I prefer to avoid contact with people because I don't know if will just randomly start to call them hurtful things. Ehhhhhhhhh.
Oh and the comparing thing I just end up losing lots of friend and which is fantastic because I find the women which look for the most look like they're have autism and you know what they probably do I can't wait to get a job in a normal place and have normal acquanyiances and do normal things that's people in society do because i find there are lest terrorists no militants in these areas maybe then I will finally be able to sleep at night because there's no worse memory's than the repressed one of the social workers visit and your big smelly sisters threats and the stains on her underwear on the landing after a night out.