She had not been herself for weeks, yet no one noticed. She knew this feeling, it creeps up like sliding slowly into the darkness. Some days she clung on, other days she let herself slip further.

I don't knowwhat I'm feeling. Existing like I'm on auto pilot.I've put my Armour on now. Limiting everything gettingin but also not letting anything out.

I can't speak anymore, I open my mouth but nothing comes out. So many things to say. I wonder if you really want to hear it anyway?Instead, I leave my heavy mind exploding with unfinished thoughts.

Everyday feels the same and yet I crave sameness.Part of me wants to run away and be free.I feel trapped in my life I've created to protect myself.

I find some things difficult to grasp. I need to be shown or taught a few different ways sometimes before I figure it out

Please don't obsess on the number of friends i have or don't have. I'll find my own way, it will be right for me.

She became an illusion of herself. It was easier to cope with people that way

I tried to write how I felt. The pen remained frozen. The paper stayed white and empty, while my brain was dark and full

Being autistic does not mean I don't have empathy. Stereotypes are harmful. If anything I hyper feel everything and have to try to shut off to cope.

I'm an autistic girl. I have many years to grow. I'm going to rock my life. Just watch me shine

I take criticism to heart. The words hit me literally and it hurts. It can take me a long time to recover from it.

After all there isn't way out, there isn't security.(Film Hidden)

There's hostility to lying, and there should be.

Maybe the idea of me is more powerful than I perceive myself being.

Nothing seems to come up to your expectations. But nothing I had heard about Hollywood was enough.

It's almost a problem how much I enjoy my work.

Well, [bad] times like that bring out the best in some people and the worst in others.

Pressed, I would define spirituality as the shadow of light humanity casts as it moves through the darkness of everything that can be explained.

I was in television drama, which is a first cousin to the movies, and I trust myself to make the right decisions.

A cold in the head in June is an immoral thing.

Acting is a strange business; one day it's there, and the next day nowhere to be seen.