Going stir crazy

I am so ready to leave this place. Two days seems like forever, and packing up my room seems daunting. We are slowly emptying it out, but it still feels like there is so much left. This is more than I ever thought I would have to deal with. I have been diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome. This explains a lot. When they first told me I couldn't stop crying. Then I got angry. I had been seeing pychologists and therapists since I was 8! How could they miss something as big as Autism!!! I wanted to hit someone, but dad calmed me down. On the plus side I'm able to do more for myself and getting a little stronger each day. Last day of therapy here tomorrow, makes me a little sad. But I want to be home more than I want to stay here to work with these therapists. g'night...