Some of my relatives and so does my mom think that I was diagnosed with autism when they saw me talking to myself in English. "You shouldn't have put such pressure on her" - My aunt whispered with my mom, remembering about a bunch of my assignments. "Who can even know... " - My mom sighs. I was in the bathroom, washing my hair when they were standing nearby. Maybe they thought I can't have heard them so... well, the carried on talking about me. Me, having autism? Diagnosed with autism? That was bullshit. I don't have autism, I don't have depression, humans. That was just how I practiced English, I can talk to my self for hours. I don't really care about what people think about me, I got used to that. It would be a waste of time when you care too much about your relative's, your friend's thoughts on you. Just be yourself. Well, I didn't give a fuck. Many people would talk about you all the time when they see you. But ...