I’m Akari.

I’m the only person in my apartment who has no speech, no social skills, no understanding of social cues and so on.

I live alone.

The only reason I’m living in my own apartment is that I can’t afford to move out, which is why I’m going to do everything I can to keep living there.

My landlord is also refusing to let me move out because she believes that I’m mentally ill and so will never be able to leave.

I live with my mother and sister, a child with autism, and a dog.

I am also a homeless person, and I’m one of the lucky ones.

I have two rooms in the same building and I use the other one as a place to stay.

My sister has a room on the second floor, and my mother has a tiny apartment on the first floor.

I can see that the two apartments are going to be occupied at the same time, but I can also see that it will be very uncomfortable for both of us, since I’m constantly being fed, dressed, and cared for.

I’m currently living in a small apartment.

I used to live in a large apartment with my father, who had a house.

He died when I was four years old.

I’ve always been in the wrong apartment, but my mother decided to give me the space to live.

I moved in with her.

When I started living there, I found that it wasn’t the same as in the apartment I had before.

I had no privacy, and there was a lot of noise.

My mother even kicked me out of the apartment.

When my sister started living in the first apartment, I was surprised because I thought that she would be the one who would help me settle down.

My mother doesn’t want me to leave the apartment she shares with her husband.

I think it’s not a fair situation for me.

My apartment is very big and I have to move from one floor to another, and it’s quite difficult to walk across the street.

I need to get a new apartment to make my living easier.

My roommate is autistic and I haven’t met him yet.

When we first started living together, he would often call me “little girl”.

He also didn’t understand my disability and didn’t want to communicate with me.

He would sometimes say things like, “You’re too small, you’re too tiny for your room”, or, “What a stupid name.”

It was very annoying to have someone in your room.

I never really understood why my roommate wanted to call me that way.

It’s not like I’m small, so why do I have a problem with him?

I’m not an attention seeker, and he can’t understand me.

I know I am different from everyone else, but he’s still the only one who seems to understand me and who wants to be my friend.

I feel bad that my roommate feels this way.

I just don’t know what to do.

What are some of the things you can do to try to help?

My roommate has an appointment with the mental health team to see a therapist.

He has a history of depression, anxiety and bipolar disorder, but there are no symptoms that he has had before moving in.

He was once diagnosed with autism.

I don’t think that I have any special needs or I would be much better off if I had them.

I also have a history with other people.

When the family moved in, I didn’t feel comfortable living with them, and we don’t have a lot in common.

The last time I was in a room with another person, my mom put a mask on me, but she also put her hand on my shoulder and told me to take it off.

My mom did this to get me to move back into the room.

Sometimes my mother will put a hand on me and say, “This is what you do, baby.”

Sometimes she will say, “[Your boyfriend] will never do anything nice for you.”

She tells me to be a good girl, to be careful and not to cry.

She also tells me that she has seen me crying before, and if I don´t cry, I will be rejected by other people and won’t feel safe.

This is why she is so concerned.

My roommate also told me that I am too small to be in the room with him.

He told me I am so small, I’m too small for him.

When he has a big girlfriend, he will always call me by my nickname, and the only reason he calls me by that nickname is because he doesn’t know how to speak.

When people don’t like me, he always tells me, “Don’t worry, I love you.”

I always tell him, “It’s ok, I can be you.”

My roommate has also told his girlfriend that he doesn´t want to live with me, that I need a new boyfriend, and that I should go to a different