My blog is about my feelings, my emotions, and my life and how I still struggle with selective mutism at times. It's like maybe I have something else going on besides selective mutism by the ways that I am struggling.
I would recreate all the ones that my sister and mom and dad that they didn't give me any support back in the day from my selective mutism. I wanted to put up a finger and tell them just a minute or give me a minute or something. But I was frozen in fear.
