I don't know if it's occurred to anyone recently, that the real/biggest reason that Lex Luthor felt like an alien while growing up in Smallville wasn't just that he was extremely intelligent (to an admittedly astronomical degree), but mainly due to the fact that he was hypersensitive, struggled to connect with people unless he felt they were very similar to him and was basically socially inept, all likely due to a possibly undiagnosed neurological condition (your guess is as good as any).
I feel like it's been heavily implied for a while now in certain Superman works that Lex may have literally been on the autism spectrum or have grown up with a related condition. Combine that with super genius intellect, a deeply ingrained sense of superiority and entitlement as well as emotional growth-stunting abuse, and you have a recipe for the perfect completely unstable, super villain catastrophe.
Likewise, I think it's been implied for a while now that Clark is also a representation of what being neurodivergent is like, but with the metaphor being made actual. Hence why he doesn't "feel like" an alien. He IS an alien. An alien that has had to mask what makes him different from others his entire life. With only those closest to him knowing the truth.
A perfect example of both of these concepts can be found in the first issue of the (technically...) on-going Superman miniseries Superman: The Last Days of Lex Luthor. (Same with its spiritual predecessor Superman: Birthright, if I'm being honest.)
What does anybody else think? It seems to me that only a few people at most have talked about any of this before, at least online.
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Of the original five X-Men, I'm probably most similar to Beast and Cyclops. But since I tend to write so much, let's just focus on Cyclops for now. Cyclops really is just me as a student (I may be generalizing, but it's mostly true). I've always been cripplingly shy and antisocial at school (or around anyone that isn't my dad), and I naturally gravitate towards liking the teachers. I tend to treat school like a place of learning, and not a place for socializing or goofing off. That's just not who I am, I guess (even now I have this problem, but I might be working on the crippling antisocial stuff. Idk).
Anyways, I haven't read the original X-Men stories in a while, but I'm pretty sure Scott embodied a lot of those same traits. He was the team's leader (or field leader if we're counting Professor X) and he was very much considered a stick in the mud, I think. He was closer to the professor than some of the others, and stuff. It's pretty relatable (if I'm remembering it all right, of course). So yeah, I'd say I'm pretty similar to Scott.
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How do I even bring up I may be autistic with my mom 😭
Like we don't even talk with each other.
So it would be extremely weird if I came up to her and started a conversation.
I NEED TO GET CHECKED FOR AUTISM SO BADDD I CAN'T HANDLE IT BECAUSE PRACTICALLY EVERY SYMPTOM MATCHES UP AND MY AUTISTIC FRIENDS SAY I ACT VERY AUTISTIC AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT
Bruh, I just do not know how to confront my mom about it because:
"You can't be autistic! It's a passing fad for autism to be cool, it's not that."
"Just because you do some things similar to your autistic friends doesn't mean you are autistic."
"And what will you gain out of knowing if you're autistic or not?"
"You are a good kid, you are smart and capable of doing anything. It is impossible for you to be autistic, that is only for those who are not capable and need major support."
"You're just looking for an excuse."
"And you said before you were thinking of suicide-"
And a lot of other negative responses to expect.
My problem is that I don't want to say directly to her, "Hey I may be autistic." But I want another person (with proper backing and experience), not involving me, to go up to her and talk to her about it for me. So that one day my mom could be like, "Okay well, you're experiencing symptoms of autism and so we want to get you checked for that." And for it to finally be over with.
A lot of the kids are just like "Why are you being/trying to be weird" and I just say "I dunno, I'm not trying to be weird, this is how I like to act. I dunno." And Like I'm not trying to act weird as I say, I just find it fun, and also apparently it can be a type of autistic masking too.
I have a lot of autistic friends, and only one of them said "No, I don't see it." And he's my best friend that I knew for a long time. And I'm worried I'm just making up excuses and that I'm not autistic and so on. It would be such a money-waster.
Because of this, I ended up taking some autism tests for fun of course, and literally pretty much all of them said "Yeah you have a lot of autistic tendencies." It said that 26 and above score autistic people at about 75%, and 32 and above for autistic females which was like 90% (I'm biologically a female), and I scored 36.
Autism test one
Autism test two
Autism test three
And I know these tests are not conclusive, but c'mon??? What are the chances? And on the internet, I have autistic friends I vent to, and we both go "YO? SERIOUSLY, EXACTLY, SAME-" And it's almost I can't believe how pin-point it is.
And I can relate to things in the DSM-5.
My mom always described me as "being different" "unusual" or "weird" or something.
I met my first autistic friend last year, I just came up to him and said "Hey! You look like an OC I have! Let's be friends!" And that's that. I'm pretty good at having friends. But I do have things.
I once had a meltdown, I cried on my first day in 6th grade until I got a nosebleed because there was too much noise, too many people, and too much everything and my mom had to send me home.
I once had a meltdown this year where a friend of a friend wiped something on my shirt. I ended up throwing a sandwich at her that I was midway through eating and then cried so hard in the corner. The teacher came up to me like, "Are you okay? It seems like it's something you did because of household problems." And I just didn't know how to respond and just said, "It's just this lunch."
I can't get jokes. My step-dad would be like "You're acting like a monkey!" or called me "Anna Banana" (back then before I became genderless with the name Alex) when I was younger and I would get so mad at him to the point I was so serious about it, it made me genuinely upset and I would always tell him to stop. Finally, it stopped but oh wow this was a big problem for me.
I can never read the room, once my English teacher was like "Interesting weather we're having." And I went on about the weather for a very long time. And he made a whole speech to the class about how "When I say 'interesting weather we're having,' I don't mean for it to turn into a whole conversation."
Sensory issues? I didn't wear socks until I was like 8 or 9 and was forced to start wearing them. I can't handle bras so I just don't wear them. And I still don't wear underwear (I wanna get boxers if anything, I can't stand underwear and it's always so uncomfortable). I am quite picky with the things I want to eat, wear, and have.
I was always weird or felt weird. Like the other kids didn't understand me or anything. I thought I was bipolar for a while (which is a common diagnosis with/misdiagnosis of autism), but recently I thought about it and was like, "Hold on I act way too autistic for my own good."
I believe I experienced autistic burnout for some weeks or even months. Where I just feel physically ill, like I wanna throw up, digestive issues, everything seems overbearing and I want to cry. I practically lose the ability to speak and can barely even say "I don't want to talk right now" and I don't even want to make a hum for approval. I don't want to eat, and I feel like death. I feel tired and unmotivated to do anything. Everything just comes crashing down for no reason sometimes, and I'm just tired.
I need help with how to approach this with my mom. Everything could find an excuse. And I believe it may be an excuse because it does sound like it. But a lot of the things, so many things, practically everything lines up with what I do. And so many other things I want to get a therapist for.
My step-sister once got therapy and it wasn't received well by my parents. I learned after that "therapy is useless and bad." It's expensive and I don't want to bother with it.
I need help.
What do I do?
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Stressed : Stress can be defined as a state of worry or mental tension caused by a difficult situation.
Anxious : Feeling or showing worry, nervousness, or unease about something with an uncertain outcome. It can be a normal reaction to stress.
Overwhelmed : It affects you very strongly, and you do not know how to deal with it. You may also feel overwhelmed if a series of stressors accumulate and pile up on you.
Distressed : Is a state of extreme sorrow, suffering, or pain. Distress can occur when stress is severe, prolonged, or both.
All of these things can feel similar or may be caused by one or the other. I tend to think these feelings are basically a part of the same family as they can also cause similar symptoms or reactions in a person. They can be difficult to differentiate between as well.
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Does anyone else feel like the process of diagnosis/self-diagnosis with autism (or any mental disability really, but in my experience, it's especially been autism) to be more of a mourning process rather than something that's liberating or freeing? I see so many people talk about realizing they are or might be autistic and feeling so relieved with this label/diagnosis becauss it explains so much and now they can find resources and community.
But for myself, it feels like I'm grieving who I thought I was. I feel like I have to look back at my entire life and re-analyze everything I've ever done or said and think "Was that a normal thing to do or say? Was that a normal way to react?" And I feel like everything I do now I'm overanalyzing in the same way; "Is this normal?" I feel like people telling me I am/might be autistic and thinking of that being my reality feels like it's changing everything I know about myself and the world around me. It's so much more stressful to admit I am autistic than freeing, so I deny it or just say it's a possibility but unlikely. And that isn't to say being autistic is bad or shameful in any way; it's just very difficult to apply that label/diagnosis to myself when, again, I feel like I've gone my whole life thinking I'm like everyone else despite my quirks. Now it doesn't just feel like quirks; it's a disorder/disability, and that's hard for me to cope with personally.
It seems like there are people who go through this grieving process with their diagnosis, but ultimately come out the other side feeling more liberated and happy. But again, I feel like I don't see a lot of people talking about that grief, so it'd be nice to know it's not just me.
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