#i am autistic and this is how i help people

[octahyde]

Ok actually one thing that really really bothers me about how widespread people are negatively reacting to the anime just for the fact that anime onlys are going to be in the fandom is like

This is going to make TWST so much more accessible

Like… not everyone can sit down for several hours and read a visual novel. It’s very time and focus intensive. Not everyone can read logs of the dialogue on wikis, either. There are several people who are unable to enjoy this story based solely on medium. A good example is my qpp; he loves TWST. He loves the story. He loves the characters. But he can’t get past Book 3 because the format is completely inaccessible to him. He’s tried. I’ve tried with him. He just… cannot do it. The novels are a godsend because it’s a way he can finally read the story in a format that works for him. The anime will also help a lot because he’ll be able to hear the voice acting, which is a very important part of TWST’s story telling.

Or even just in general, I don’t think I need to post about how I Like Horror, but I am unable to read anything longer than a short story. In particular, I am almost fully unable to read King because of how incompatible his writing style is- despite really wanting to. I have tried and failed to read Pet Sematery more times than I can count. The 80’s movie, though? I love it. It lets me experience a very important work to the genre in ways I would otherwise be completely unable to. Same with Misery.

Like… it’s super frustrating to see people advocate for story accessibility in things like video games, only to turn around and say “except for things I LIKE, they’ll get my favs wrong!!!” Especially when it’s in a fairly inaccessible medium.

I especially have a bone to pick with Idia fans I see on Twitter doing this. There’s a lot of fear “normies” will be ableist about their favorite cartoon character, while… in the process being extremely ableist to actual human beings. It’s extremely frustrating and upsetting to see people prioritize their (heavily mentally disabled, I might add) favorite fictional character over actual irl disabled people. I don’t think people, especially autistic people who can’t do VNs, should be limited from a beautiful story just because other people you can block Might Make Incel Jokes.

(My qpp? He’s autistic. And schizophrenic. And has CPTSD. He relates a LOT to Idia just from what I’ve told him about her and her arc.)

Like… get your fucking priorities straight. I was hyperfixated on Danganronpa when the DR1 anime came out. I was hyperfixated on Persona 4 when the P4 anime came out. Ace Attorney has been one of my absolute favorite series since middle school, and I was going through my obligatory hyperfixation phase I have every few years when the AA anime came out. I massively prefer the YuGiOh manga to the DM anime.

Anime onlys are EXTREMELY easy to avoid and are not the fucking end of the world.

Especially in a fandom with so many autistic people. Have some empathy for disabled people who have different symptoms than you do.

[teoft]

It's like Tumblr has become almost a diary for me, thanks to no character limit and a read more button. This atmosphere of acceptance and understanding helps a lot too.

I'll get back to posting actual art, juggling with Twitter and Bluesky along with commissions is taking up a lot of my time.

Anyway, thoughts about art community and being social

For the longest time I've had this feeling of being an outsider in this vague community of artists that see as colleagues of sorts. Like I meet all the "criteria" of being in the group, and yet don't really feel like I'm part of it. Well, it seems I am right in some way, and the reason is that they interact with each other, while I sit here drawing alone.

Unfortunately I've always been prone to isolate myself from others. I grew up feeling like I should be ashamed of loving to draw, since it was always fanart monsters, creatures and cool guys instead of "proper art" like animals and portraits. Before social media, I only drew for myself and never showed anything to anybody. I hid my art from my family, from the world, so that I wouldn't be judged. I think it is one of the biggest reasons why I have trouble interacting with people in the context of art (tbh I'm shit at being social anyway but that's a whole another problem).

Even when I had a scanner and means to post my art online, I never did, due to the whole "if you put something online it'll be there forever" mindset. My first actual account anywhere online must've been Facebook in 2010ish, where I only had a few friends. It was the perfect place for me to finally post anything online, and so I did: I used to post pretty much everything I drew on there. Slowly gaining courage, I eventually made my original Tumblr account, then Deviantart, Twitter, etc.

Still, all I did was throw my art out there in hopes of somebody liking it. I didn't really know how to interact with the people who commented on my posts, so instead I mostly just... made more art. I did have some friend groups here and there, but either they ended up falling apart or my social battery drained in such a way that I slowly drifted away. I had gotten used to just being by myself and relying only on myself in the online art world.

During my design studies, I started putting more thought and work on promoting myself, so that it could be one career path for me to take. My mindset was that I'll work hard and become "big", even if it meant that one post gained me just one follower. In 2020 I ended up going viral with a meme and suddenly getting tens of thousands of followers. It was great and a welcome boost of morale, but unfortunately 2020 was otherwise one of the worst years in my life.

Throughout the years people have come and gone, so the only constant for me has been myself, and my drive to develop my skills. Thus it's been too easy for me to just isolate myself. In a way it has been my strength with regards to art, but sometimes I wish I knew how to make lasting connections. I think/know I might be autistic to some degree, which adds to the difficulty of being social. Though, to be honest, I don't know if I'd gotten this far without my autistic hyperfixations.

I guess the thing I need to do now to fix this problem of loneliness and isolation is to just... slowly try and be more social. To reply to comments and talk to people. All of which is easier said than done. Still, just gotta take that first step and then keep going.

Despite lacking the kind of community I yearn for, it seems I've made a name for myself, enough so that people seem to take pride in knowing me. Or at least that's the impression I've gotten a few times. But still, I am happy that I've had a positive effect on people. After all, my two main motivators in art are that I like doing it, and I like when people enjoy my art.

[worldisahouseonfire]

This really helps to read. There's a lot of pressure in institutions and congregate living situations to make friends with the other people there. But I don't do well with this sort of nonconsensual setup, where I can't actually get away from the would-be friends if I need a break from them to evaluate how I'm feeling about an interaction or connection.

Reminds me of something from a RealSocialSkills post called 'Autism awareness for aides,' something like "honest loneliness is better than being surrounded by people who everyone says are nice but don't treat you well or think you are real."

And something Terry Pratchett wrote in 'I Shall Wear Midnight,' about how sometimes two people are both outcasts but come to find out, painfully, that they're not outcasts in the same/compatible ways.

In my experience Autistics can be way more different to each other than non-Autistics are to each other. All of us being outcasts, or treated as 'weird' by normative society, does not necessarily mean that we have anything in common other than our exclusion. And that by itself can be a very painful thing to bond over. Especially in the absence of any independent enjoyment of spending time with one another.

But it still hurts and feels extra-isolating to be in congregate settings with other socially rejected people, and see that they are able to make friends and connections with one another. Especially with the overwhelming (sometimes unspoken) narrative that the whole reason we're isolated and stuck in these places is some lack of arbitrary and universal 'social skills,' so failure to get along with people who have been arbitrarily thrown together with me feels like a sort of universal social death sentence. Like I will always be surrounded by people I don't want as friends, and this social failure will be All My Fault.

This is why, though, I am so glad that most of my life I have had a computer and reached out online for social connection. My closest friends are sometimes two or three timezones away, or even on the other side of the world, but they remind me that with the right people, I'm not a total social failure. And that spending time with other people doesn't have to feel like being in a car wreck -- uncertain what happened, afraid it was somehow my fault, wondering what lengthy consequences I might be facing, not even sure if I'm hurt or how badly.

My friends far away show me how it feels to be myself with people, to let the soft animal of my body rest in the (virtual) presence of others. And we do more for each other than anyone I know in meatspace, not because we feel obliged to, but because it makes sense.

Without my laptop, I would not survive congregate and institutional living situations. I would not keep fighting and striving to get out and stay out, and support my friends in all their efforts to break free and stay free from coercive shared living situations.

It makes sense to not always be able to make friends in settings and places not of our choosing. Where the only thing we may have in common with others there is our inability to leave, to make different choices who we spend our days with. In school, in employment, in families, in neighborhoods and sometimes housing, we often have limited pools of people with whom we interact. The chances of them being My/Your/Our People are ludicrously small.

I think it's okay for it to be harder to find friends. Especially as an adult, and especially when going through rough times. It's okay to not make friends with people you have to spend a lot of time around.

(I hope so, anyway. 'Cause where I'm living, and who I'm living with right now, is *not at all* where I want to be.)

“Because I could see that all these kids were weird and even they didn’t accept me, I knew I was the strangest one of all.”

—

Sean Barron, There’s A Boy In Here

Describing what happened to him in institutions.  I once attempted to describe this phenomenon in a book review of someone autistic who’d managed to make a lot of friends in institutions.  I was trying to just say our experiences had been different, but he somehow managed to take it as an insult, and to get his blog followers to write about how wonderful he was for being able to do something I hadn’t been able to do.  Which, of course, made me feel even worse: Other autistic people were able to make friends in institutions, so why were such experiences so few and far between for me? Was I defective somehow, even for an autistic person?  Was I showing how i wasn’t the right kind of autistic person, the kind who in their teens could somehow manage to make friends because they were so sweet and nice? 

I wasn’t sweet and nice, I was weird and strange and sticking out in all the wrong directions.  And many times, I would come to a mental institution and within seconds everyone would judge me to be the ward outcast.  I’ve talked to lots of autistic people who had this experience.  It turns out it’s not rare after all, and it doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with us, it just means we’re not among the rare autistic people who do manage to make lots of friends in such places.  And they aren’t better than us, and we aren’t better than them, we’re just different.  But it took me a long time to be able to see this, especially with grown parents of autistic children, who should’ve known better, harping on a very young adult autistic person for saying hir experiences were different than someone else’s.

(via autiequotes)

[buckistheman]

@silassstingy

(not sure if you have seen my tags yet, but i am here to give you some infos I got from my hospital stay when I got treated for depression. Maybe something here will help you and your anon. it's ok if it doesn't tho :D )

. if you have meds for feeling like this at home, please take them. I still have phases when I forget to take them and then my brain is like: nah it's useless to take them anyway. But it is not.  . When depressed our brain forgets that activies can be fun because all the brain is aware of is how it drains our energy , or that we don't have money for it or that the thing is too far away or the whole organization of it and the anxiety to leave the house and the fear of rejection or just the thought of seeing other people there is overwhelming or that it is too big of a challenge or that you don't have the confidence/self esteem to do it or that you don't know who to ask for help. BUT activities have a positive side too. (to be honest, I hated this group the most in the hospital bc i could not relate to any of the positives and I still don't but I do have 1 that I am trying to remind myself of every week)

here are some positives of doing activities: being happier, meeting new people, having fun, the time goes by faster, staying physically active, getting new thoughts, getting new ideas for activities, to distract yourself from the negativity in your brain, to have a new experience, to remind yourself that there are people you enjoy spending time with (you just forgot how good it feels. It's ok if you do not believe me right now, i don't always believe myself this either)

there are two types of activities 1) active 2) passive

some active activities are: going on a walk, visiting a cafe, meeting people you know, going to the movies, playing a game, reading the news paper, shopping/grocery shopping, reading a book, talking on the phone, riding the bike (it's ok if you whisper no nope hell no to activities with other people bc same)

some passive activities are: sleeping, listening to music, watching tv, listening to the radio, drinking a coffee, sitting in the sun, taking a bath/foot bath

(the hospital gave me a list with over 200 many different activities, I can forward it to you and your anon if you are interested. :) )  . in my depressive phases, the last thing i want to do, is to be around people, but when I am out of the depressive episode, I have to admit, that it is what helps a lot (at least for me. Trust me I hated that realization bc I was always like, i have to get better first before i can be around people, but this is just your brain lying to you. It's just very easy to forget the good feelings that come when you are around people and a lot of the times I am just too damn exhausted to remember myself that it helps but I also like to pretend I don't know this info bc I just really do not want to be around people in those moments, lol.)  . here is a list of skills that can help with dealing with stress:

high level of stress relieve: -Feeling the stretch of Hair ties around your wrist (i like to snap them to my wrist, too) or use muscle-training-bands to traing your muscles -feel ice-packs on your skin -use the head of different brushes on your skin ( i have like a pan cleaner with like sharp needles, it's a very nice feeling :) ) -listen to loud music -in the shower, switch back and forth between hot and cold water -scream -walk barefoot outside -stand with naked feet in a stream, or try to balance on marbes, or walk on molar (idk i used duckduckgo translator) or walk on clay balls, or walk on cat-litter (i am just writing down what is written on a piece of paper I got in the hospital. But I am curious now to know what it feels like to walk on cat-litter.) -massage, massage devices, -in germany we have a candy that is like, doing a thing in the mouth called "Ahoi Brause" -sour candy -excersise on the wall: back leans against wall, knees are a 90° to the floor and move a tennis ball up and down your back -progressive muscle relaxation -workout -run for 5 minutes as fast as you can -hand trainers for guitar players -(it says Ammonia and Smell Cheese but idk, do at own risk)

eat a hot chili pepper (bc i am white, i am gonna say good luck here) -eat garlic -drink fresh lemmon juice -let someone hold you or hug you tight -hug yourself -go swimming in a cold lake -go into a sauna -put hot/spicey toothpaste into your mouth -melt an icecube underneath your tongue -massage yourself with bathing-massage-gloves -cuddle a hot (or cold) heating -place sandbags or something weighted on your belly -juggle -press down in sentensive spots: space between thumb and pointer finger, something with muscle and the clavicle (translation problem)

for lower stress relieve: -puzzle -computer game -reading -play an instrument -do sports: walking, running, skating, hiking, riding the bike, swimming, dancing, horse riding, volleyball,aerobic, boxing -chores: ironing, cleaning, chop wood, fix something, do laundry, tidy up, cook -do art, be creative, paint, draw, windowcolor, paint on a plant-bowl, paint on a tshirt -sing -memorize something: a poem, words in a different language, a song, phonenumbers, adresses, -put on fave clothes -go out: an amusement park, the movies, the theater -look at something like the washing mashine, wood in a fire, an aquarium, look out of the window or look into the sky -re-decorate: paint walls new, -play with a pet -look and pro-contra list and read it -write something: diary, letter, poem, pro-conrta list, (grocery)shopping list -plan something: an activity, a travel, a special hour just for yourself, a party, a surprise -mark a random route on the city-maps and walk along that route, or ride your bike

be with other people -visit a friend -write a letter -buy, paint or draw someone a gift or flower -help clean the dishes -play board games with a friend -write email or message -talk on the internet with someone -help with homework -help with chores -fix clothing -bake a cake with someone or cook with someone -listen to somebody -encourage somebody

replace feelings with feelings: -watch the kids channel -read a book -let a friend cheer you up with jokes -write something: diary, poem, letter -treat yourself: a hot drink in a cafe or ice cream or a milkshake, buy a new diary, gift yourself a flower, lay down to sleep, -watch soap operas -crumble a piece of paper, rip it into shreds, rip an old bed sheet apart, tie a knot into a towel and hit your bed with it or the arm chair -watch an action movie -write thoughts/feelings down and put it away until your next therapy session or talk with a friend -simple smile -take problems step by step instead of trying to fix it all at once bc it's going to overwhelm you

Thoughts: -count backwards, always take 7 away from your last number (it doesn't say on the paper at what number to start. do 100 or choose a random number?How about the year of your birth, or if you are bored use all 8 numbers. i could never do this in my head, but using a piece of paper is fine too) -play city-country-lake (idk that's what we call it in germany) -sudoku, crossword puzzle etc. -translate text from a different language -do a wristband with knots and open it again -tangle paperclips together and untangle them again -draw random dots on a piece of paper and try to connect them into a figure -create crossword puzzle yourself -build something with lego etc -paint a picture on the computer but hold the mouse upside down -write a text with your 'other' hand

calm yourself down with the 5senses:

seeing: -lavalamps -look at flowers -watch clouds pass by -watch washing machine -shake snow globe -watch into a fire -look at art/museums

hearing: -birds tweeting -music -mediationmusic -live concert -waves -sing -drums -raindrops -hearing-memory

smelling: -fave perfume -what's the smell in the morning? -what's the smell after rain? -flowers -freshly washed bed sheets -candles with scent -the paper mentions cheese again, this is a no judgement place so, smell that cheese if you want to -toilet spray -body creme

tasting: -chocolate, gums, candy, etc. -fresh juice -ice cream -selfmade popcorn -tea (cold, hot, however you like it, maybe you have something in your backyard or close by that you can use)

touch: -dogs, cats, horses, animals, pets -fluffy blankets, -soft or not-soft brushes -walk barefoot -(gentle) knock your fists on your body (this is my fave. i do not do it gentle. it gives me bruises a lot. but it helps me to Fell Myself.) -heating-pad -bath -plushed-animal -weighted-bags -massage-balls -fave pants -feel the bubbles from the soap while cleaning the dishes -try on shoes in stores . one thing that helped me a lot was the docs there looking at parts of my life differently than me. Instead of looking at my relationships and work-life and after-work life as empty, they said, look at it in a way that there is so much potential for you to do stuff.

. maybe you can bring yourself to write good things down that happened that day. for me it was a long time just 'felt the sun on my skin' even if you don't Feel it, thinking about something that could be positive is a step. The simplest things can do a lot over time. And it sucks that depression is one of those fuckers that make you feel like nothing is helping or working. one day I started to pick up trash that i found outside and even if there’s a hill of trash, picking up one thing is a step, too. So i had something to write down, i picked up trash, i took care of the planet, that was something good, even if i didn't feel it at the same.

. take time each day to think about what you can do well. Or maybe you can think of something you used to be good at. Tell your brain to shut the fuck up and drag those memories out. Maybe these questions can help you: What did you do? (example: you know how to built up a desk from ikea) When and where was it? (example: when someone I know moved and I helped them built it) Maybe there was a positive feedback. Imagine this moment again and then write it down.

. this is very long and i am not sure how helpful it is. depression is a piece of shit. and it's ok to ask for help and to take meds. i am on meds and i wish everyone had the same access to it. Because if I weren't on meds, I would still be locked inside my flat.

. Another thing i have been thinking about a lot lately is how depression is taking away your Hope. But us humans, we need Hope to live. We need something to believe in. A lot of people find that Hope or something to believe in in religion and that's ok. Others find it in science or the stars, or a tv show or band or actor or singer or in their kids. I find my Hope in my imagination. I do forget this whenever my depression gets triggered, but spending a lot of time thinking about it and telling myself what my Hope is, it has helped me to cut the depression short sometimes. And that Hope also gives me something to hold on to.

[s-exy-sapphillean]

Just looked up the word "frown" because i wasn't sure about spelling for a moment and-

WHAT DO YOU MEAN FROWNING IS WHAT YOUR BROWS DO NOT WHAT YOUR MOUTH DOES???

why is this:

called a frown if it doesn't even have eyebrows

Bruh this is why my autistic ass struggles so much with facial expressions, wtf do u mean it's eyebrows that show frowning

I practically never emote with my eyebrows unless i'm doing something deliberately like raising them or scrunching my nose, how was i supposed to know other people do that and what it means

[thalassophobixodius]

"shifting isn't real, you're all delusional" jokes on you! Reality shifting methods and such have HELPED ME COPE with my delusional disorders!!

Ex; preventing paranoid spirals into the delusions I have becoming/feeling Too Real and fucking Horrifying at times by shifting normalizing the thought of 1; everything is infinite, it's a common idea that we are CONSTANTLY shifting through different realities, and with that thought, the thought of being "not real, merely a character in someone else's mind" has also become normalized to me with the thought of; what if this world was created via someone thinking of an ideal place they wanted, and shifting Here? What if my delusions were somehow correct? Oddly enough to me, that is reassuring, as I'd finally have a Solid Fucking Answer, and alongside that; it's a fact that in the realities we make and shift to, everyone is still REAL!! Even IF the former idea that we were all created by the consciousness of someone else were true, that doesn't devalue or degrade our Reality as living breathing organisms with Real Lives.

Ex2; somatic cotards delusion is a delusional disorder where you feel you are legitimately dead/you died in the past at one point and are still here somehow/etc, my personal experience is that I believe I caused my own death at some point at a very very very young age and respawned or, alongside my other delusion I died and now what I'm experiencing is merely a simulation and I am actually in whatever the "afterlife" would be. I am convinced I am immortal, yet somehow also I could experience death at Any Second because I perhaps died ages ago and don't remember it;it could kick in when I least expect it, I experience this delusion in a very complicated way. But the thought that? There's people out there that are countless years old, have evaded death endlessly and many that have found the secret to immortality and I myself have scripted and pondered many ways to be immortal; maybe I Am immortal? Not quite yet, but maybe I was destined to be? I don't feel necessarily delusional about these things anymore, I don't feel to the point of "these things are inevitably real in my head but in a scary way because there's no real life way to find proof for myself in any direction negative or positive." I feel more like .. "oh.. maybe these things Are real? I've always been self aware of the delusion aspect of these thoughts, and therefore always known that even if in my head I'm convinced they're real, logically I can't know for sure. But now with this knowledge I feel canceled out, I feel less so on the 'these things are real and I'm spiraling into that scary fact' side of things and moreso on the 'these things are maybe possibly actually probably genuinely Real? And that's neat, I believe they're real as a genuine belief now and I feel like I've found balance. This doesn't feel like a delusional fear anymore, just a belief in a concept that could very very potentially be real."

It's like.. no one ever wants to tell you your delusions are real, because yeah obviously that'd fuck you UP right? But oddly enough for me, whether you'd consider this having enabled me or not; I am not terrified by these ideas anymore, I am not scared of these possible realities, I accept that they're possibly real and I believe in them; I no longer feel like my brain is Forcing me to see things that are fake as real to scare me, I now feel I have reclaimed my paranoia into my own personal beliefs.

Whether understandable or not, I deeply thank Everyone from the shifting community and I hope all of you get exactly what you need and exactly what you deserve, I hope we all do, I know we all will. I feel at peace with my own confusing brain for once finally, and I hope it's understandable how deeply much that means.

[puppyeared]

who up seeing their disorder in a fictional character but feel like its not their place to put a name on it

[19thcenturyfuck]

weaponized incompetence: purposefully doing a task as badly as possible so you won't be asked to do that task again, i.e. washing new jeans with white clothes knowing fully well it will ruin the white clothes because you're sick of being asked to do the laundry

NOT weaponized incompetence: asking for help and/or clarification with doing a task, i.e. asking which clothes need to be washed separately and what settings different clothes need to be washed on

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Interesting. Don’t necessarily think I’m autistic but I have more going on than just ADHD and I’m not sure what that is.

[walkerrenee]

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[vizthedatum]

The thing is… I don’t want to suffer in silence just because someone can’t handle it.

I’d rather suffer alone. Or with people who actually care about me and not punish me for suffering.

Suffering is inevitable… so why should mine be deemed “too much?”

[autisticlee]

sometimes being autistic really separates me from other people. there's an invisible wall that separates me from people, society, the world. all those things can reach through the wall and slap me around, but it's one way. I can't reach them. and they never pat me on the head. nothing nice comes through. and I can't get out. I try to share good things. nothing gets through the wall. they see it as I purposely don't come out of the room i'm locked in. they think I act like i'm too good for them. they are offended and reach in to slap me. i'm desperately screaming and trying to reach out to them. trying to be part of things. but I can't. I can't connect with them. I can't be part of society. this wall isn't my doing, but they are making sure it stays up and making sure they only send negative signals through. know I can't stay behind this wall or I literally can't live. but also can't get out. i'm stuck and blamed for it. told i'm not trying and it's on purpose. i've been kicking and screaming at the wall my whole life and didn't make a dent. the lonliness and disconnection that can be felt when autistic is something nonautistic people will never feel or understand.

[autisticcole]

Heheheheheho I have gotten some of the Dragon Age books (🏴‍☠️) and this is gonna really let me dig into some stuff, especially my favorite guy Cole, cause now I can read his OG appearance, I want to see how much stuff Cole says, especially during his quest actually makes sense, and how much is in-universe "both sides are right"ing about not listening to what Cole wants to do.

I am mainly talking about Spirit!Cole thanking Inky for not making him change... Despite the fact that thoughout Cole's quest Solas ignores what Cole wants (Like being binded) & wants to do (Kill the guy who beat beyond beating a 12 (at most) year old (most likely, it isn't outright stated (to my memory) the Templar who fucked up the paperwork was also one of the ones who physically abused him, but I feel it's a pretty safe assumption) & got that child killed due to neglect & faced no consequences) but ultimately the choice that causes Cole to thank the player for not changing him is the one where you listen to Solas over Cole (Or well Varric, who also doesn't let Cole do what he wants but is closer to what Cole would have done if he had went alone for the confrontation) & in this route I would say Cole's character changes a lot more, especially as he forgets the original Cole, which... Rubs me wrong, but I'll save my more detailed thoughts for 1. After I fully read Asunder & 2. Either a full Cole analysis or a detailed post about my thoughts on his quest & routes (& maybe how I'd rewrite them, as a Autistic person & a ally to the aroace community)

Anyways my point is that I want to see how true it is characters rejected or wanted to change Cole, I want to see what leads him to feel that having two men argue & tell him who he is supposed to be & do only to have a third person decide out of those two's options for what he should do is remotely a situation where he's been accepted.

[medicatedmenace]

if one more person says "everyone is autistic now, you're not special" "you're not different because you think you have autism" "you're just following a trend just do what i asked" i swear to god.

yes, it is true that many people are autistic. that does not mean i am faking literal pain when there are loud sounds. that does not mean i was misdiagnosed because i was acting differently that day. that does not mean i am following a trend and that does not mean i think i deserve more attention than allistics.

[daz4i]

ik it's not good to latch onto a mental illness as your defining trait but also. babe i don't have much else going on or any other sense of identity beyond it

[simcardiac-arrested]