Likes on social media for me make it feel like other people actually care about me. I just I’m with my parents, parents friends, and family thats all I interact with.

when I was younger I did speech therapy. In elementary school I struggled with math and English. Before I started middle school I did testing and it came out that I had a specific learning disability. After this I had co-taught math and language arts classes through high school. in elementary school I interacted with people named, Charlie, Brandon, Andrew, Michael, Kyle, and other names that I can’t remember. In middle school probably the person I interacted with the most Charlie went to a different middle school. I meet probably the person I interacted the most even though it’s not often John. I always the quite kid in class. In high school I interacted with John, Charlie, and other people. But these interactions never turned into true friendships that I hangout with them outside of school besides John and Charlie. In college I started off at a college an hour away from my hometown. I didn’t talk to anyone besides my roommates. I went to class and stayed in the room and laid in bed. I went to that college for 1 and 1/2 years. Then I went to a commuter college that was 50min away from my house and stayed at home and took the bus down to class. Since it was a commuter college i interacted with other people but it didn’t turn into friendships. my last semester of school was last fall and my anxiety and depression got worse. I asked for likes on my twitter account and instagram account. this started happening in 2016 when I started school at the commuter college but it got worse last year. Because I didn’t make friendships in school I use social media to interact with other people besides my parents, my parents friends, family, and kids. When people don’t like my posts I feel that they don’t like me because I feel they aren’t interacting with me. because of my anxiety and depression got worse I started meeting with an psychiatrist and decided to get tested. In April I got my results back and I’m on the autism spectrum, intellectual disability, anxiety, and depression. That’s my story

Hi my name is Jace Kinney and I’m 25 years old. I learned I was on the autism spectrum back in April. I’ll have another post later this week about what made me get diagnosed with autism