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YOU ARE THE REASON

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@fabulouslyaspie
pretty shitty how baseline human activities like singing, dancing and making art got turned into skills instead of being seen as behaviors
so now it’s like ‘the point of doing them is to get good at them’ and not ‘this is a thing humans do, the way birds sing and bees make hives’.
The best feeling is
reaching your social limit for the week AND allowing yourself to take some time off and chill for a while, instead of powering through and pushing back the inevitable shutdown once you run out of fuel.
Took me years, but I finally learned.
that autism feel when you go from a loud room to a quiet one and your whole body breathes a sigh of relief
Sometimes when in a depressive episode I get annoyed at myself.
Because depression feels *just right* sometimes. It's aesthetically pleasing, it allows me to take a break just to brood properly instead of just powering through. It forces me to leave the mask to the side.
It's almost like a friend. A fucked-up friend, one who makes you believe life isn't really worth living, that nothing will get better. One who tells you "See? They're all hypocrites, isolation is much better than this"
But he brings you apathy, which feels like a cushion against a world that's too harsh. He plays music that brings tears to your eyes. He forces you to be true to your own self by saying "Fuck this, you know what this is much too hard for me, I'm taking a break."
I don't want it to be my friend, but sometimes the thought is almost comforting.
Almost.
You Can Eat Any Thing Out Of A Bowl Really
Porridge, Iced Cream, Water, Sand
It Dosent Matter
None Of This Matters
A horse in a onesie.
Me on a normal day: I’m probably not really autistic and I’m just doing it for the attention. It’s only a question of time before I get found out.
Also me when there’s the tiniest change in my routine and habits: *goes nonverbal, rocks until feeling better, loses all ability to make conversation and facial expressions*
Huh.
i know that this may be hard to believe, but:
you are not a burden
you deserve happiness
you deserve to be listened to
you are so strong
you are kind
you are amazing
your situation right now is not your forever
it’s going to get better
your best is good enough
you are good enough
you are beautiful
you deserve to live your best life
you’re working so hard
you’ve gotten through everything that has been thrown at you so far; you can get through this too
you are worth so much
you are wonderful
you can choose positivity
your past does not define you
your mistakes do not define you
your grades and achievements do not define you
your mental health does not define you
your struggles do not define you
it’s never too late to try again
it’s never too late to start
you are cared for
you are valued
you are so important
i am so proud of you
you’re going to be okay
Autistic women are more likely to be diagnosed as “high functioning” (more easily able to mask as allistic), and therefore less likely to have their difficulties taken seriously, because they follow greater social expectations set on them from childhood, and so, are much less likely to get diagnosed at an early age, or get diagnosed at all.
This is something I've been struggling with lately. I'm 28 and just being diagnosed. I spent my whole life having people tell me "Oh but you're so strong, I'm not worried about you!".
I'm not strong and I am not always OK.
I've perfected masking so well that even I can't tell sometimes.
That smile you see on my face and my ability to make small talk? Practice, practice, practice. Just because I've become very good at something doesn't mean it's a part of me.
a collection of autism feelings
- someone is speaking to me with words right now, but i cant hear it
- *stims for the first time in a while* HOLY SHIT
- need. headphones.
- why did my voice come out of my mouth that way
- Music I Like Must Be Loud Enough To Consume My Entire Body
- NUMB?eRS¿???
- one foot stepped on a sidewalk crack so now i must step on a crack with my other foot for them to feel even again
- IM GGONNA EAT MY WHOLE RNTIRE SPECIAL INTEREST
- m u s t o r g a n i z e
if you’re neurodivergent and only know how to motivate yourself through hyperfocus or blind panic clap your hands
Does anyone have this weird thing where you’ll read a book for a while (or a series of books) and then your internal monologue starts to sound like the book’s narrator?
Like you’ll think using the same vocabulary and pace and choice of words for a while?
Or is it just me?
(One of the reasons I like my usual reread of LOTR: my life gets 50% more epic)
The post that says what you like being about an Aspie really calmed me down. Thanks have a nice day!
Aw thanks for telling me! Hope you're having a nice day and you're feeling calm :)
Some things I actually enjoy about being an Aspie
- Being content with alone time and being self-sufficient emotionally
- Being able to gather and retain info very quickly through special interests (and it’s very enjoyable)
- Less likely to be influenced by groupthink (because what does the group even want?? It’s a mystery.)
- Seeing the good in people - most days.
- Not burdened by social conventions
- The simple joy of stims <3
- Being able to love deeply and completely
“Why are you always on edge?”
Today I feel tired and I ask myself: am I really tired, or is it a new depressive episode starting?
A thing healthy people don’t get is how exhausting it is to always be alert in order to manage your mental health as best you can:
Is that situation actually scary or is it just anxiety? Am I really exhausted or did I simply reach my social limit? Do I really want to break up with my boyfriend or am I just anxious? Am I really enjoying being alone or am I isolating myself again? Am I not having fun because that situation is objectively meh, or am I starting to be depressed? Did I really say something wrong or should I stand my ground? It’s exhausting. And it’s not optional. When you’ve hit rock bottom once, you tend to not want to go there again.