12:07pm January 26, 2012

General announcement

The way my speech therapist tricked me into showing how lousy my expressive language was, was by making me describe pictures. It was not so easy to rely on stored, recombined echolalia in such a controlled situation.

I do my best to add image descriptions. But it’s really fucking hard even now. And sometimes I just can’t.

Like now. When large parts of my body feel like wisps of cloud, and everything’s wrong, and it’s hard enough to use words without getting mad for no reason at all.

So at times when I can’t do image descriptions it’s usually not that I forgot or am lazy or something. I just can’t. And I can’t explain what makes these times different from all other times. But they are.

And I wish this was over because I feel like hell.