Behold, Lucifer Also Known As Lulu!

Behold, Lucifer also known as Lulu!

I love making my own universes and characters it's a great way to hide away from reality

Me: I'm perfectly fine,

Therapist: The tags you follow on tumblr say differently

HEY!! Here's my story with getting my autism diagnosis, in case it might help anyone,, <3

I have had the privilege to be diagnosed with autism, and I was diagnosed at the end of last year. But here's the thing, that doctor was skeptical about me because I seemed fine talking, and I was already diagnosed with a generalized anxiety disorder and PTSD. I told him I could really only talk to him because I had taken an INSANE amount of caffeine and was hyping myself up the entire day. It was really only a meet and greet appointment and sent me, my mom, and my now ex step-dad with this test to see how I saw my symptoms and how they saw me. HOWEVER, my parents are never around me. They had no idea how to fill out the test and would just go off of when I was 5 or 7. Which is insanity because they hardly knew me then. My mom knew more about me and was more open-minded to me, possibly being autistic and answering it as best as she could... from when I was 5. At least she was open-minded. My "dad" however though was adamant that I wasn't autistic. Here's the thing with my "dad" though, HE. WOULD. NEVER. HANH. OUT. WITH. ME. I'm not even exaggerating. He suffered from manic depression and would isolate, he would stay in his room or work nonstop for about 3 years. Luckily, he is no longer in me or my moms lives and we are finally free from his stereotypical, racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, Andrew tate listening ahh self. From that description, you can really guess how horrible he was. So, we take the tests back and this time only the sad excuse of a father figure was the only one who came with me. He gave his side of the story (which was straight up of lies) and then the doctor came and talked to me and said "Hey, we can't give you an autism diagnosis" and I just started sobbing my eyes out and was able to convince him to get me another appointment. And guess what? That next appointment I was diagnosed with autism.

Moral of the story, get that lie out of your head that getting a diagnosis is easy. Some people can't even get diagnosed, it's expensive and built on stereotypes. Even if you do get in the process of getting a diagnosis it takes forever and even the doctors don't guarantee anything.

Keep fighting.

Trying to draw again

Behold my ocs Caz (angel) and Kip (demon) they are idiot husbands

This was funnier in my head