It didn’t feel like a choice. Therapy helped me see the existence of a middle ground between standing still and going full-tilt.
Learning how to walk!
I think “in shape” is a funny phrase. As to do what, exactly? It’s usually a euphemism for “thin.” My Autistic ass likes to take things literally. I imagine myself eating cookies on the couch, telling Rob I’m getting in the right shape to survive a harsh winter.
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