#female aspergers

[peachyealfie]

Having a job is a privilege for me. One that doesn’t last long because no matter what I do I begin to self destruct. Meltdowns happen everyday after work. Burnout 12 hours of the day. And then comes what I fear most when I want to end it all. So I have to make the decision to remove myself before I hurt myself and others around me.

But don’t worry, it’s just a mood right? It will pass.

[iamcxlleigh]

⸻ 🗯️ 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀.

❛ 𝖺𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 ❜.

Aaron Hotchner in a relationship with an asperger girl.

❪English is not my native language, an apology for any grammatical or spelling errors.❫.

▬▬▬ Aaron knew about asperger's syndrome, it is something that as particular as it sounds, it is among the different disorder he has seen throughout his career as a profiler, he could identify a person with this syndrome as he knew the characteristics that identified this condition.

▬▬▬ When he met you, he thought you were very sweet, but you proved to be too shy and somewhat awkward when talking, you didn't even look him in the eyes when conversing, you even found it difficult to understand some simple things that Hotch tried to convey, you didn't get it, he could notice the autistic spectrum characteristics in you.

▬▬▬▬ He loved you, he realized how much he liked you since he didn't want to profile you as he would do with anyone, he wanted to get to know you more and more, that you yourself gave him the confidence to know more about you.

▬▬▬▬ You were a little younger than him, very different from him in so many ways, he felt really nervous and scared to take you into his world, destroy you because of his chaotic work, and because of his little experience with asperger people, he only knew Reid and sometimes even didn't understand him.

▬▬▬▬ One night he spoke to Spencer as they were returning from a case, he thought talking it over with him would be best, he commented that he was meeting a girl with asperger's syndrome and wanted to know how to treat and understand her, Reid took the time to give him some facts about the condition and give him some advice, the most important was “Pay attention to the details.”

▬▬▬ Aaron understood it soon after, You had difficulties to understand nonverbal communication (gestures, facial expressions, tone of voice, etc.), You didn't understand jokes, jokes, metaphors or sarcasms, for you everything was for its literal meaning, your way of speaking and expressing yourself was so correct, technical and formal with a moderately childish tone of voice, that for people who didn't know you it could sound annoying and pedantic, but for Hotch it turned out to be simply cute on you.

▬▬▬▬ You were talking so passionately about your favorite things, explaining to Aaron even the smallest detail without being able to stop for a second, another characteristic of your condition, this man could listen to you talk for hours and hours and he wouldn't get tired, this helps him a lot to know you in depth.

▬▬▬▬ The first time you met Jack, Hotchner was scared that you couldn't relate well with him because of your poor social skills, but to his surprise, you were much better at striking up a conversation with a child than with an adult, you missed the real world just to play with his son as if you were just another child, an image that destroyed his heart was watching you and Jack playing in the little boy's room with all his toys on the floor after dinner, you were laughing and enjoying yourself like he had never seen you before.

▬▬▬▬ Your relationship was progressing very well, everything seemed to be going great, until one afternoon, Hotch decided to take Jack to the amusement park due to the little one's insistence to go, he decided to invite you to accompany them, which you happily accepted, Once in the park Jack and you were walking each one holding Aaron's hands. At first you watched with amusement the attractions with their lights and the people having fun, but it came to a point that the screams and laughter of the people were bothering you, they sounded so loud in your head that it began to upset you.

▬▬▬▬ The loud noises made you very anxious, you realized that there were many people around you and it made you uncomfortable, you felt a discomfort run through your chest as your throat felt clogged with the need to cry, you tried to pretend that nothing was wrong as you didn't want to ruin the moment with Aaron and Jack, but you were dating an expert profiler, indeed, you didn't even have to be one to notice that you didn't feel well at all.

▬▬▬▬ At the moment Hotch noticed it, he saw how you moved the fingers of your left hand similar to how you do when you are nervous, when he asked you what was happening you hesitated for a second, but with much sorrow you approached him whispering in his ear that you did not feel comfortable in that noisy place, everything got worse when a group of teenagers nearby began to scream and laugh scaring you so much that you covered your ears with your hands on the verge of tears, you seemed so helpless and weak that Aaron quickly took the determination to get you out of there.

▬▬▬▬ On the trip to drop you off at your house, the air conditioning in Aaron's car helped you calm down along with his hand, which rested on your leg silently giving you to understand that he was there for you at all times, but you felt extremely ashamed of yourself for reacting like that and ruining the night, Jack saw you worried without understanding why you had reacted like that in the park, he wanted to know if you were okay, but honestly you did not feel like talking about what happened.

▬▬▬▬ When leaving you at your home, Hotch noticed the instant relief that ran through your body to be in your comfort zone away from people and loud noise, you tried to apologize for ruining his night and making him feel sorry for taking you out of the park in that state, you thought that after today Aaron would not want to see you anymore, but he was totally sincere in his own way, he made it very clear that he was not upset with you and he was willing to help you in all your crises as many times as necessary, he was not going to abandon you for anything in the world, he could not leave without kissing your head in a careful and loving way, being this action one of the first signs of affection of the major towards you.

▬▬▬▬ That same night, he took Jack to bed to sleep as usual, but his son still worried about you asked his father why you had behaved that way, in the best possible way he explained to Jack your condition and some characteristics that you suffered from this, resolving doubts of the child, When he found out and understood what was happening, he bravely promised his father that he would protect you from all the bad things and help you to enjoy the world as he did, these words touched Aaron's heart, making him smile sweetly, thinking that his son was an angel and very intelligent.

▬▬▬▬ In the solitude of his room, Hotchner realized how difficult this disorder could be for you, what happened today in the park helped him to see that you needed a boost to move forward in your daily life, that you needed someone by your side to help you get ahead, and he would be that someone, he was really in love with you and would not let you go so easily, he would help you to be more independent and brave to face the world, but above all, to feel loved.

— 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 —

‹ 15. 04. 2023 ›

credits for : @iamcxlleigh

¡Hola, gente! How are you? This is the first one I wrote about Hotch so I hope you liked it, I liked writing about him. 🤍 remember that my native language is not English so I'm sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes.

I found it very interesting to write about Aaron and an autistic character, respectively with this condition, I am an asperger's sufferer so I don't know.... Now it's my dream to have an Aaron Hotchner to take care of me. 😔

If you want to see more writings with this theme or any situation with Hotch, you can write to me !!

calleigh angelo ──── ‘lista maestra’

¡Nos vemos! 🗯️

[bifflesnitch]

Me: I can't be Autistic because I use analogies and similies all the time to describe my feelings and ideas.

Also me: uses analogies that make perfect sense to me because I can see the pattern but which baffle everyone else because I think so differently from them.

Also also me: takes literally everything everyone says to me at face value and cannot for the life of me recognise sarcasm.

Also also also me: *thinking I'm absolutely nailing this whole socializing thing* 😊

[bifflesnitch]

I only understand sarcasm when it's coming from my own mouth lol

me: *is jokingly mean to my friend*

friend: *jokingly pretends to be hurt*

me:

[gorillaxyz]

getting diagnosed with autism was so pointless and stupid... complete waste of time

[migratingmarcus]

I wish my story would be helpful for someone searching for the hint of their experience unsolved, and someone who think they are missing the intructionbook that others have.

[drhumaira]

The Stories Of An Aspie Girl

“The Stories of an Aspie Girl” is a groundbreaking literary masterpiece that delves deep into the unique and often underrepresented world of Asperger’s Syndrome in females. In this collection of profoundly insightful and entirely unique stories, readers embark on a captivating journey, exploring the complexities, challenges, and triumphs of a young girl living with Asperger’s. Each narrative…

[bifflesnitch]

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... yeah that makes so much sense.

[helenwhiteart-blog]

High-functioning

I’ve been skipping around this topic for a while as high functioning autism is a term that is no longer “officially” used so it can sound controversial to use it about yourself, as though to try and distinguish or distance yourself from the other autistic people, which is not what I intend to so. This year, more so than any other of my life, has been the one where I came fully to terms with my…

[iamcxlleigh]

𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. | 𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜!𝐨𝐜

𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒

𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⨟ aaron knows how misunderstood and discriminated against people with your condition are, but he doesn't realize how far people's cruel words are capable of going until you show it to him yourself.

𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⨟ the reader has ASD (autism spectrum disorder), also known as 'asperger' but from now on I will use the term 'ASD' so that other people can feel more comfortable, in my country it is still known by the term asperger, so if I ever forgot to make this clarification, I hope you will excuse me. ♡

𝐧/𝐚 ⨟ english is not my native language, an apology for any grammatical or spelling errors.

(the reader has a default name, I do not use y/n).

It was a warm and rainy night, the sound of the drops hitting the windows along with the sound of the TV in the background was the only thing Charlie was paying attention to, she was extremely focused on her things, a few meters away was Aaron sitting in the dining room of his home, in front of him was his work laptop, several papers and folders, and he kept talking on the phone, he was a very busy man indeed.

As Hotchner spoke in his typical authoritative tone of voice, he watched through his work clutter as his partner sat quietly cross-legged on the couch, in front of her on the living room table with several small trains and a large history book on locomotives, occasionally the young woman would look up at the television set that was broadcasting a program on antique car restoration.

Charlie told her many times about her great interest in trains and their history, being an expert on the subject practically, she could talk so much about it that it could border on obsessive, but it was something she could not control, a detail to highlight of her condition was that: People with this disorder tend to develop very specific tastes and often out of the ordinary or of little interest to a person, such as the love of planes, trains, dinosaurs, prehistory, cars and other things.

At that moment thunder struck, catching the girl off guard, she gave a little jump in her place while Aaron didn't even flinch, she turned to see Hotchner laughing at her reaction, he also smiled slightly at her previous action, he thought how funny and sweet she looked to be scared like that, but quickly returned his attention to the call talking firmly.

Charlie watched her partner for a few more seconds, thinking how scary but imposing Aaron looked, she would never have imagined that a man like him would love her, not when she spent most of her life discriminated or ignored by every boy or man, she felt lucky to get a man as protective and caring as the handsome FBI agent a few feet away from her.

After about 15 minutes she finished arranging her little trains in order from biggest to smallest, she concentrated on reading more carefully her book about the most important locomotives that have ever existed in history, she read her book carefully trying to nourish herself with what will catch her attention the most, at that moment Aaron's partner in the bau, Dr. Spencer Reid, came to her mind.

She remembered hearing that this young man had the ability to read 20,000 words per minute, she imagined for a second that he could read that fast, but she thought, could he really enjoy books that fast? She wasn't sure.

After reading for quite a while, she was amazed to see a small but beautiful model of a locomotive, a Class LB&SCR E2 manufactured between 1913 and 1916, she got up excitedly with her book in her hands walking towards Hotch, who was looking at his laptop while still talking on the phone with who knows who.

She stopped next to the older man with a small smile hugging her book with the bookmarked page waiting patiently for him to finish talking, she was again enraptured with Aaron, looking from his dark blue long sleeve shirt to continue with his masculine and attractive features to her sight, and finally his black hair.

The moment he finished speaking, Hotchner leaned back in his chair stretching his arms and legs somewhat wearily, looking at the young woman next to him who looked anxious with her book in her hands.

— What's the matter, Honey? — he asked his partner calmly.

— Look, Aaron — She opened her book, sitting confidently on Hotchner's lap to show him comfortably what she wanted to show him, Esté regained his posture passing his left hand around the young woman's waist listening with absolute attention to everything she said, forgetting about work for a moment.

She began to speak enthusiastically showing him the black and white photo of the locomotive, talking in detail about what she had seen in the book, complemented with her own opinion about what she had seen, Hotch listened interested and amazed by Charlie's ease in retaining the information he liked the most, her excited voice filled his heart.

When he met her she was so withdrawn and shy, under that mask hid an intelligent and talkative woman.

— The new design was considered successful, except that it was discovered that they had an inadequate water supply. Therefore, when a new order was placed for five locomotives, they were delivered extended side tanks — He explained to his partner putting the book still aside continuing with his explanation, absentmindedly running his hand down Aaron's neck.

— But finally delivered between June 1915 and October 1916, ready to be used in the period of initiation of the first world war — Hotchner finished leaving his partner surprised, she looked at him looking speechless confused, action that he quickly perceived — What?

— No, nothing... Just that - He stopped abruptly feeling his heart racing, regretting what he was about to say — Relax, I'll leave you to your work.

He was about to take the book to get up from his partner's lap, but the latter quickly prevented him by holding his chin carefully making sure he looked directly at him.

— Tell me what's wrong — Aaron demanded without sounding threatening or frightening, in his voice there was a touch of patience, understanding and tranquility, just wanting to know what was going on in his partner's head.

He seemed to think about it a bit before answering.

— Well, nobody really pays attention to me when I talk too much — She confessed wanting to lower her gaze, but Hotch's hand didn't allow it — They think I don't notice, but I keep talking just so I can tell someone other than myself.

— Did you think I wasn't paying attention, Charlie? — He asked without losing his stance on the situation, but inside he was surprised that she would think that about him.

— It's just that this is not a subject of your interest, I thought you wouldn't give it any importance — She answered confidently.

— That doesn't matter, whatever you want to tell me I will pay attention to it and I will remember the details if necessary. If it's important to you, it's important to me too — Aaron's quick answer left the girl speechless, feeling silly for a second.

How could she doubt Aaron like that? Believing he was like everyone else, when he absolutely wasn't, his hand slowly removed itself from the older man's neck until it rested next to his other hand in his own lap.

— Are you upset? — She asked, thinking he was probably upset with her for saying that — No, what am I asking? I must have sounded stupid, I'm sorry.

— Don't apologize, Charlie. It's okay — He replied passing his hand to her cheek sympathetically, giving small caresses — I'm not upset.

Despite his affirmation, the young girl still seemed to doubt his answer, she was so transparent with her gestures and even with her physical language that it was impossible for Hotch not to notice her feelings at first sight.

— Whenever you want to talk about anything, you know that I'm all ears only for you — He spoke making her look at him attentively, making a great effort to look him in the eyes — And when I'm not around, Jack will also listen to you, you know he loves to talk to you.

— Yes — Charlie admitted, letting out a little smile — He is really interested in the things around him, in history, one day I even explained to him the meaning of ‘Hey Jude’ and he never stopped staring at me.

Hotch laughed when he heard that last anecdote, he was curious to know what his son would think when his partner explained to him the meaning of The Beatles song.

After a second of silence, it was Charlie herself who removed Aaron's hand from her face.

— I don't want to keep distracting you from your work, I'd better let you get on with it — She spoke with a small smile, although when she saw all the paperwork on the table she felt bad for all the work Aaron had on top of him, and to think that in her office there was more.

She thought Hotchner's work was very interesting and once in a while she asked him a question or two, but he didn't like to talk much about what he saw out there, and she understood that perfectly.

— Give me 10 more minutes and I'll be with you on the couch, OK? — He promised looking attentively at the young woman, who nodded agreeing with his word, she didn't leave without leaving a kiss on Aaron's cheek clutching his book.

He watched her leave and let out a slight smile to himself.

As he sat on the couch he watched his partner again in the distance as he typed away on his laptop with a serious expression, he remembered her words with great attention, as he did so he felt a warm sensation pass through his chest.

It felt so good to be listened to, that among hundreds of seemingly ignorant people, there was one who was willing to give you their undivided attention.

It was simply wonderful.

— 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 —

‹ 20. 04. 2023 ›

credits for : @iamcxlleigh

¡Hola, gente! How are you doing? I hope you are doing well! Thank you for reading my writing today, I come back and repeat! That English is not my native language, so I am sorry for any kind of grammar or spelling mistakes.

If you have any request, about something you want me to write, you can write to me and I will see if I will do it. 🤍

calleigh angelo ──── ‘lista maestra’

¡Nos vemos! 🗯️

[bifflesnitch]

Me: Notices a bunch of stuff I've done my whole life that other people found weird all correlate with being on the autism spectrum.

Does a bunch of research about it and finds more of the stuff I do that I didn't even know I did/weren't typical.

Decides to talk to my therapist about it but super worried I've just misinterpreted/made it all up in my head and she'll emphatically dismiss the idea.

Brings it up in my session.

My therapist: Yeah you know I have noticed that and wondered a few times in our sessions if you might be Autistic but I wasn't sure if I should bring it up. Would you like me to give you contact details for an assessor?

Me: (relieved) lol ys pls

[bifflesnitch]

THIS

see i think a common misconception is that autistic people dont get sarcasm. while some dont, a lot of us actually enjoy sarcasm - we just cant read tone. i love being sarcastic, but if someone else is being sarcastic and theyre totally deadpan, 9/10 times i wont pick up on it. yall need to inflect.

[annefolklore]

“We should become friends with benefits”

Pairing: Ethan Landry x Fem reader

Warnings: reader has female anatomy, oral (fem receiving), squirting, slapping (not a lot), pussy slapping (once), overstimulation

“Yes Ethan, just like that!” You scream as your grip on his hair tightens when he sucks on your bundle of nerves while swirling his tongue around it.

He was lapping at your cunt like a starved man. His hands were keeping your legs in the air while you sat on the couch in your shared appartement, him on his knees before you.

You couldn’t believe what was happening: how could your own best friend’s head be in between your fingers while he fucked you with his wet pink muscle. You were a moaning mess, completely at his mercy while he abused your core.

It happened because you were (half) joking about wanting your pussy eaten really bad and the same day, Ethan proposed to elevate you guys friendship to a more intimate and touchy level. Well in fact, y’all relationship was already really affectionate before all this.

No wonder everyone around shipped you together. You were attached to the hip, always sitting together and most of the time you were on his lap, you already slept in the same bed and even already made out!…but it was all without any feelings right?

So at the end of the day, the only things you guys have never done before was sex, but you could check it off the paper.

“You taste so fucking good baby” he moaned when he backed a bit to finger your dripping hole with his thick and long fingers.

His lower-face was shining because of your arousal and some strand of his hair were sticking to his hair because of his own sweat. His lips were parted as he breathed heavily through his mouth.

“Yeah?” Your question got strangled by a moan when he brushed your g-spot.

“So fucking fucking good” he whimpered again before spitting on your glistening cunt.

He dived back in and ate you out like his life depends on your pleasure. At this point, your eyelids were shut thight and your hips were bucking as he moved you up and down on his tongue.

You made more and more noises as his assault on your clit increased and his fingers curled way more.

His own hips were trusting unconsciously into the air to relieve his own boner that is still confined into his jeans.

The squelching sound of your vagina, your moans and the spanking sound from when Ethan slapped your inner tigh from time to time were filling the room and was melody to Ethan’s ears.

The tight knot inside you exploded when he started moaning with your clit in his mouth, sending vibrations all over the pleasure button and at the same time, his fingers hitted perfectly the squishy spot inside you.

“Yes, Ethan! Fuck!” You screamed in high pitch as the wave of your climax washed over you.

He continued to eat you out throughout your orgasm and you kept him there until your legs started shaking and it was too much for you to handle.

You tried pushing his head away and closing your thigh around it but he only opened them with force and continued to swallow every drop of nectar you could give him. He stuck his tongue inside you once again while you were still screaming of overstimulation.

You could feel something else growing inside of you as he did so. Something much stronger than the already amazing orgasm he just provided you.

He pushed you into his tongue so it could go deeper in your sweet entrance before pulling out to suck your pulsating clit once again.

That’s when the thing inside you snapped and a clear liquid rushed out of you, asperging Ethan. He backed his head from your pussy and instead his fingers started rubbing on it, fast as more juice squirted out of you as you screamed his name.

You felt tears in your eyes at this point and your moans transformed to sobs.

Ethan was enjoying this way more than he should. His best friend was beneath him, completely at his mercy and crying of pleasure under his touch. His face, hands and forearm were wet because of you and he couldn’t be happier than that.

“Pleas-e stop” you begged as tears rolled down your cheeks and Ethan forced you to stay high into your orgasm.

He only chuckled before giving your core a light slap and finally removing his hand from you.

You were amazed at what Ethan has just done to you. You weren’t expecting that to happen at all. You thought he would only give you an orgasm, nothing special…but this? Your best friend just made you cry of pleasure and made you squirt for the first time.

You could feel your heartbeat on your abused pussy while your clit was pulsating like crazy and your legs still shaking.

“Look at the mess you made,” he laughed while looking at the bed sheets.

He was right, under you was a big wet spot on the bed. You tried to move but your shaking legs thought otherwise.

You laid back down on the bed and wiped your tears away, not knowing what to think of what you just did.

“Honestly, that was fucking hot” Ethan said and you looked at him only to find him sucking your liquid on his fingers.

“Don’t do this” you whispered as you looked at him sucking a second finger.

“Why not? You taste amazing” he asked before lowering himself until he was kissing you.

You immediately returned his kiss and enrolled your legs around his waist to press him against you.

“We should become friends with benefits” he says when he backs up to breath.

“Eth, the way you just ate my pussy already spoke for you. Of course we are now” you answer.

He smirked before lowering himself again to continue your make out session.

[gatheringbones]

[“I told my mother I thought I might be trans in a lengthy and overly apologetic email, which she didn’t quite know how to respond to. From her perspective, my transition had popped up out of nowhere, with no prior warning signs. She was convinced I had been brainwashed into transitioning, and agreed to meet my counsellor for a joint meeting with me, primarily to meet the person she felt had brainwashed her child into transitioning.

My mother describes her first meeting with me presenting as Laura as very difficult for her, due in no small part to her inability to see me as anything but her very traditionally masculine son in a dress. For a while she knew but did not talk to my father, which she found very difficult. She told me years later that she went through a period of mourning, feeling like her child had died, and that she was left with a stranger she did not know. It put a lot of strain on her, and on our relationship as parent and child.

Why the assumption I was brainwashed? Because of autism infantilisation.

Before we talk more about my journey coming out as transgender, we have to rewind a little bit to something else that went on at around the same point in my life: my diagnosis of Asperger’s. By the time my mother attended that appointment and met me as Laura for the first time, I had already been diagnosed with Asperger’s, which was part of the reason she was so worried about me. She was not aware of any statistical link between autism and gender dysphoria, and in her eyes I was a vulnerable young person with an autism spectrum condition who was being manipulated into transition because I was easily swayed, or lacking in ability to assess my feelings on the matter properly for myself. This is depressingly common: an adult’s assumption that having an autism spectrum condition means you’re incapable of proper self-understanding, or that you’re susceptible to being manipulated into believing things about yourself that you did not previously. You’re not trusted as being of sound mind to make choices about your own life, out of fear you’ve been manipulated.

Speaking to my mother years later, now she has somewhat settled down and got used to me going by Laura and female pronouns, she told me that her biggest fear, and the primary reason she agreed to attend that first joint session together, was that, as a youth with Asperger’s, my therapist was influencing me into believing that I was trans. She feared it was some kind of brainwashing that my gullible mind could not resist the allure of, rather than believing my own account of what I was experiencing.

I also faced this same issue with doctors when trying to access medical support through the NHS. I would have general practitioners, mental health doctors and gender specialists alike raise an eyebrow when I acknowledged my Asperger’s diagnosis, and then proceed to take plenty of extra time asking me lengthy questions about how my autism symptoms manifested, to ensure I was of sound enough mind to make permanent choices about my body. Apart from the obvious infantilisation of people with conditions like Asperger’s on display there, I always just explained it as being like the decision to get a tattoo. I am an adult, over the age of 18, who has been deemed sober and mentally sound, and as such I have every right to permanently inject colours into my skin that may never go away. Why should I not be trusted to take slow-acting meds that are somewhat easier to reverse? Still, the fact I had to fight to be believed that I was mentally sound enough to make that choice says a lot about misunderstandings about autism spectrum conditions, but highlights that to assert that transition is unique in the permanent nature of its change to the body is completely inaccurate.”]

laura kate dale, from uncomfortable labels: my life as a gay autistic trans woman

[homunculus-argument]

i’ve never read a stranger’s blog and been so convinced they have subclinical autism as i have reading yours.

i know literally nothing about you besides about a months worth of your blog and i know you’re a trans man but you have female BAP all the way

Well, when they tried to find autism in me the last time I got tested, the conclusion they came to was "mild asperger traits but not enough for a diagnosis", and while asperger syndrome isn't an official diagnosis anymore, at the time it was what you got diagnosed with if you were mildly autistic, but not enough to be autistic autistic.

I've got mild fragment traces of mild fragment traces type of autism. The LaCroix flavour autism.

[bifflesnitch]

I legit treated my dollhouse like a museum exhibit as a kid.

i see your ‘lining up toy cars’ example and raise you girl dinner ‘placing everything correctly in a dolls house just to stare at it’