If people don't start learning the difference between "asocial" and "antisocial", my asocial ass will turn antisocial real fucking quick.
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If people don't start learning the difference between "asocial" and "antisocial", my asocial ass will turn antisocial real fucking quick.
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you deserve a love that you don't have to heal from
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There’s no such thing as work-life balance for neurodivergent & chronically ill people.
This is because everything in my life requires work:
maintaining friendships
keeping up with my hygiene
managing bills
making money
remembering my basic needs
sleeping regularly
outputting creatively
All requires some aspect of work for me.
And when everything in your life requires work, your balance goes out the window.
If you're neurodivergent and overwhelmed — I see you.
If you're chronically ill and overwhelmed — I see you.
You're not dysfunctional.
You're not incapable.
You're doing your best.
Asocial
I don’t hate people. I just don’t like being around them for too long.
Socializing feels like a performance—one I never signed up for. The small talk, the forced smiles, the constant pressure to be on. It drains me in ways I can’t even explain.
I like my own company. The quiet, the stillness, the freedom to just exist without expectation. I don’t crave constant interaction, and honestly, I don’t see why that’s such a bad thing.
But sometimes, I wonder—do people see me as cold? Distant?
Do they mistake my silence for indifference?
Because the truth is, I do care. I just show it differently.
I’d rather sit in comfortable silence than force a conversation. I’d rather have one deep connection than a hundred surface-level friendships. And I’d rather be alone than surrounded by people who don’t really see me.
Maybe that makes me asocial.
Or maybe I just value my peace more than I fear loneliness.
A las reales de Tumblr nos la pela tener cero reblogs. Esto no es una red social, esto es mi diario.
— Autora: N-u-b-e-s N-e-g-r-a-s {03 de Julio de 2024}.
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