I remember, in my first year of high school, having bouts of asthma, and being sent to a pulmonologist who treated me like a broken neurotypical. No wonder I didn't follow the treatment plan. Rather than an exercise plan that was used by the Canadian Air Force, I should have been encouraged to do something in a non-judgmental group, maybe like Yoga.

I now know that some of the cause behind the asthma was extreme anxiety because I was viciously bullied at school, verbally, physically and sexually, and I was burning out. I remember a day when I really needed a mental health day, as I'd had a rough night the night before, but my mother still sent me to school! I struggled.

Also, the school holidays seemed to pass by so quickly, and I was expected over them, to do what my brother demanded, and as a result, by the time school resumed, rather than being rested, I was tired.