#“social codes” are a form of hypocrisy to me. dishonesty. an act. a red flag. I will never be able to judge anyone based on it.
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All my friends are laughing at something, happy about it, joyous. I remain neutral, merely observing the scene.
"Why are you not happy?" one turns to me, noticing my expression.
Because I don't get it, I reply.
"You just don't care about us."
I may not get it, I understand that it's making you happy. And it's what matters - I'm glad to know my friends are happy - I explain.
"You don't show it - you're lying." they blame me.
I struggle to show it. But it doesn't mean that I do not care - I simply cannot express it.
"You're always acting like that around us. Just tell us if you don't like being with us." they growl.
But I don't understand. I am myself around my friends. Isn't it a proof that I am comfortable to be with them?
"You're always silent, you act different, you make no efforts for us, you're not polite, you don't dress well, you don't smile - you really look like we're bothering you."
Should I be someone I am not? Am I being appreciated for who I am? Or for who I am expected to be?
"Don't you know social codes?"
Social codes make no sense to me. No matter how much I am being explained them. I ask nothing to anyone, I expect nothing about anyone, but to be respected, and I respect them in return.
"Respect is about making an effort to be agreeable around us."
To me, respect is to understand everyone is different, and to accept it - to not force them to step out of their comfort for you. That someone refuses to dress in an elegant way or to spray perfume when they visit me is not a message to tell me that they do not like me. It means nothing, in fact, to me.
"Don't you see you're making our lives worse? You're disgusting, you're needy, you're unpleasant."
Then why staying with me? If I am ruining your life by simply existing, then you should not be around me - it's what I say.
"But we care about you!"
I appreciate, but the "me" you care about is not who I am. I'm sorry.
#vent#text post#autism#today I hanged out with friends and I felt like a stranger#this is not what they told me exactly but more what I understood in how they treated me#I am used to it. I am used to being told all these things#but I can not understand them no matter how much I wrap my head around it#why does it matter? why should I adapt to other people?#I ask nothing to nobody#yet everyone asks something to me#I just wish to be with people who will let me be who I am#WELL! not a funny post at all. just a text idea I had in mind#I like that I did not used “” around the replies. Because these are things that I can't say in front of anyone. The words are stuck#it's just a snip of the mind of an autistic person when they are in “society”#I can't get it. I will never be able to get it probably. It's stupid to me#“social codes” are a form of hypocrisy to me. dishonesty. an act. a red flag. I will never be able to judge anyone based on it.
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