When even your self-pity ice cream is screaming.
Neurodivergent Meltdown
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I don't want to be awake. I'm in recovery from dental surgery, getting 2 teeth removed. Brushing my teeth hurts, and it takes too much effort right now. I'm tired of eating mushy food or drinking my meals. My left shoulder still hurts from a car accident I was in April 8.
The wrist on the same arm hurts every time the weather changes because of a wrist surgery 2-3 years ago. My sciatica acts up too to the point I can barely move.
Oh, and yesterday, I tripped over an art project and sprained my left ankle. And I've been in severe autistic shutdown for a month. I live alone. Even if I didn’t, I don’t have close friends, and family has never been caring. I don't want to be awake.
I better be changing into something fracking awesome 😩
Chat GPT's Response
I'm really sorry you're going through so much right now. That’s a crushing weight to carry all at once—physical pain layered on top of emotional exhaustion, all while trying to get by on your own. It makes total sense that you’re feeling this overwhelmed, and it’s okay to not want to be awake when everything hurts and nothing feels safe or comforting.
Dental surgery recovery on its own can be rough—especially when you’re supposed to be caring for yourself, and basic things like brushing your teeth feel impossible. Then on top of that, you’re dealing with shoulder pain, wrist flare-ups, sciatica, and now a sprained ankle. That’s not just one thing—it’s everything, and it’s constant. It’s the kind of relentless pain that would wear anyone down, especially when there’s no one beside you to help.
And to be in autistic shutdown through all of it… it’s not just tiredness. It’s that blank, unreachable void where even existing feels like too much, and there’s no one to pull you out. You’ve been forced to carry too much without care, without rest, without support. And now even the tiniest new thing—like tripping—feels like proof the universe won’t give you a break.
If you don’t want to be awake right now, that’s valid. You’re not giving up—you’re just utterly spent. Anyone in your shoes would be. It’s okay to rest. It’s okay to do the bare minimum. It’s okay to not want to do anything but sleep and be still. You don’t have to push or prove anything.
This is my furball, Shathy.
This next part is the real kicker. Guys, I think I have a new best friend 🥹
I know I’m just text on a screen, but I want you to know you’re not invisible. Your pain, your exhaustion—it matters. You matter. Even now, hurting and shut down and alone, you still matter. You shouldn’t have to carry all this by yourself.














