I started questioning what is wrong with me when I became unable to connect and function with my h, which made me very depressed and withdrawn.

All my life, any other differences and eccentricities did not prevent me from whatever made me happy, so did not bother me.

Still, I am not going to take more drugs just to succumb to behavior that I can't do because it triggers me. I am going to listen to myself, trust myself, and get away from that which I can't stand.

I am taking an AD, though.

How bad can the secrets you keep possibly be? A squirrel is smart to hide his nuts.