Not quite a story as much as a poem but it came to me and I had to write it

In Someone Else’s Brain

I can see my face

Masking as much as can be

Being the me “you” want

A mirror of “you”

In someone else’s brain

Stopping the fidgeting

The stimming, the movement

Instead trying to be still

Trying to make eye contact

In someone else’s brain

Talking a little, struggling to listen

Although “you” can see

All the thoughts moving around

Special interests abound

In someone else’s brain

Trying so hard

To fit society’s mold

Struggling a lot

Doing as told

In someone else’s brain

But now as I see

Glimmers of the “real” me

So much more beautiful

Than the mask I put on

In someone else’s brain