That Autistic Feel When...
you’re at school working quietly and you and some other kids in the room have fidget spinners; they’re spinning theirs but you are just holding yours.
All of a sudden, the teacher decides that everyone HAS to put their spinners away NOW because “they are getting annoying”. You are slow to react because you’re unsure as to whether this instruction applies to you; logically, fidget spinners could be considered ‘annoying’ because of the sound they make while spinning, but you are holding yours STILL UNDER THE DESK.
Then the teacher calls you out in front of the whole class because you didn’t react quickly enough for their liking.
Now your spinner feels Wrong and Not Allowed.
This same teacher, then goes on to say that she doesn’t like everyone thinking they need fidget spinners, but they are great for a relative of theirs who has autism and ADD; he should use them all the time.
Then you go home and end up crying because you were on the verge of a panic attack and meltdown for the rest of the day, and you’re f***ing sick of people assuming your, (and others), neurotype given how how hard you worked for so many years to do well in school and act NT, but also how people have been calling you weird for your whole life and how hard you had to work to get diagnosed; only to have no one believe you.
Context:
This happened in the Special Educational Needs department (!!! 😠), (most of the people there probably were probably neurodivergent or mentally ill, the teacher doesn’t know/hasn’t asked).
You were there because you were, (and are still), so completely burned out from last year’s 'finals’, (I guess that’s what they’d be called in the US, idk), from about a year ago that you stopped going to school for weeks and weeks, and then had to drop half of your subjects.
TLDR: The way stimming is treated; even in self-proclaimed 'inclusive’ schools is exclusionary and just plain terrible.
P.S.: sorry I didn’t put this under a cut; not sure how to do it on mobile.