How the Peacock De-Haired the Autist
My struggle with Autistic burnout left me bald.
It should have been no big deal.
I was using the toilet in my very narrow bathroom, and when I stood up my hair caught on a precariously-placed metal peacock statue. Had I been in my logical mind, I’d have simply untangled it; or, at worst, maybe I’d have had to trim those hairs.