A biography for Tina J. Richardsonhasn’t been written yet.
“Everyday feels the same and yet I crave sameness.Part of me wants to run away and be free.I feel trapped in my life I've created to protect myself.”
“I'm okay with who I am.You might not understand me. That's okay as I don't understand you.We can still be friends, we just have to accept our differences.”
“She felt lost and misunderstood. She felt like she was drowning. Overwhelmed. Unaccepted. Alone.”
“I can't speak anymore, I open my mouth but nothing comes out. So many things to say. I wonder if you really want to hear it anyway?Instead, I leave my heavy mind exploding with unfinished thoughts.”
“I don't knowwhat I'm feeling. Existing like I'm on auto pilot.I've put my Armour on now. Limiting everything gettingin but also not letting anything out.”
“Stop assuming I don't have any emotions. My inner thoughts might not be easily seen on my face. I do think and feel.”
“My fear is if i lower my mask will people accept me?”
“I am now a faded image of my former being,I let that persona go.I like myself for who I am and I choose to be, me.”
“I sometimes shock the people around me with how I see things. I come up with very unique solutions to things. As I can picture things in my mind and move them around to design and understand them.”
“I find some things difficult to grasp. I need to be shown or taught a few different ways sometimes before I figure it out”
“Before my diagnosis.I used to be a collection of other people.An Actress,Now I'm finding out who I actually am.It's been a journey, but I have made it.”
“I guess you were not my friend then, that's okay. I can see my true self, I can see yours, now. I guess that you did not look hard enough at mine. Or you would never have let me go.”
“Please don't obsess on the number of friends i have or don't have. I'll find my own way, it will be right for me.”
“She had not been herself for weeks, yet no one noticed. She knew this feeling, it creeps up like sliding slowly into the darkness. Some days she clung on, other days she let herself slip further.”