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@fibromyalzia
“It was an act of self-preservation — however misguided it was”.
[the most low energy you have ever seen me] we’re about to go crazy mode
you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life
Everything is embarrassing if you live your life through the eyes of others btw
me: 🧍🏽‍♂️
my nervous system: we are going to get in so much trouble seriously
(Pretending to be a real person) yeah I love talking to people. I love social interaction with other members of my species. Conveying meaning to fellow humans through words and sentences is so fun. I voluntarily spend time in the same physical space as another person at least once a week
the “i can’t seem to connect with other people, i must be fundamentally broken or not trying hard enough” -> “turns out there’s nothing wrong with me, i’m just autistic” -> “all the autistic people i know get along so well together and i still can’t connect with any of them, maybe i really am just fundamentally broken” -> “why didn’t anyone tell me avpd exists, this explains everything” pipeline is so real.
if your social skills are dogshit even compared to other socially anxious autistics, i see you. i am you. it’s fucking rough out here but at least we’re in these trenches together.
thinking about developing a social skill soon
how’s it going?
I want to be heard (doesn’t speak) I want to be understood (doesn’t explain) I want to be seen (acts like if a missing person was right in front of everybody)
When you know you will not be heard you do not speak. When you know that no matter how much you explain no one will understand you don't explain. When you know people will not see you you don't try to be seen.
I need friends, I need hobbies (feels 1% better) I need nothing I’m empty like a beautiful vase
ever since i was a little girl i knew i didnt have a competitive spirit
ohhhh i get it now! theres something wrong with me
has anyone figured out how to turn off the thing where you love your pet so much it slides inexorably into grief-borrowing
no rest for me and im not even that wicked ?
anytime i talk to people i feel like i need to be shot.