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If your autistic I recommend to join the server as it is a safe space for other autistic people like myself and everyone in it
If your not autistic please do not join the server as it is a safe space for us and only us
We need to talk more about past special interests that you feel nostalgic about but can't return to because of a lack of true passion or an aversion to said interest
The fuck is up with abled people and thinking that using or having a mobility aid makes us weak? Or that our goal should be to not use them? Why can’t they just accept that using mobility aids is not a bad thing and that we use them because they help and give us more freedom? My mobility aids enable me to do so much more than I can without them and my goal is not to get rid of them or not use them or whatever my goal is to have the ability to do what I want and be independent and not be in excruciating pain. Maybe at some point I wont need my mobility aids but right now I do so idk about other disabled people but stop telling me to try to not use something that makes my quality of life so much better and stop telling me to get better soon I’m just trying my best and the fact people don’t see that is really disheartening just because I don’t fit what someone thinks i should look like or be doing to “get better” doesn’t mean they should feel free to tell me their opinions on my body and what I do to accommodate myself
Honestly this started out as a rant about ableist bullshit regarding mobility aids but it definitely applies to so much else like neurotypicals complaining about how I accommodate my autism and telling me to “just be normal” and other shit like that.
It definitely applies to more than what I’ve said here but goddamn it abled people stop policing disabled bodies and minds, stop trying to control us, stop thinking you know our bodies better than we do
Tl;dr: abled people need to stop with their bullshit and leave disabled people and their tools and accommodations and self accommodations alone. Abled people believe they know our bodies better than we do and that’s simply not true.
Bro I need a best friend who I can be chaotic with 😫 I haven’t had a best friend in years bro
I hate it when I’m just casually reminded that I’m autistic.
like today in walmart, I was reminded about texture issues when looking at pajama pants. Like:
mom- *sees sale on pajama pants* hey cinder, do you need pajama pants?
me- no im fine
mom- you sure?
me- im fine. these pants are too much of a hassle
mom- ...how? you just... put them on
me- yeah but I have to wash it like 20 times before I can wear them
mom- wtf no. why would you do that?
me- because they’re too soft. you know how if you wear something that’s too soft you feel like throwing up?
mom- no that’s just you. it’s because you’re autistic
wtf. for 16 years I though that was a problem everybody had and they only made clothes that soft so that they’d stay soft for longer. 16. fucking. years. and for 5 I knew I had issues with textures BECAUSE IM AUTISTIC. how the fuck am I getting As in my classes im stupid af
is anyone else who’s autistic not have trouble reading social ques but like you feel like you should same thing with like expressions and stuff and me portraying them like i feel as if i’m a very expressive person? like i’m a blunt person and will tell you what i’m thinking but like i’m aware it could make you upset and get why it could but i’m not saying it to be mean i’m just saying it cause it’s true. like maybe i’m just an asš of a person or something? like maybe it’s not adhd + asd + ocd maybe it’s just adhd + ocd and i’m making myself think it’s also asd?
basically do y’all ever just feel like your not “autistic enough” or that maybe your “just faking it” . or being “intentionally difficult”
I Wonder If people Will ever Leave me and other autistic peoples eating habits alone, like Yeah some of us are hella picky but we have good reason for it, like personally i have major food texture ishues and cant stand onions no matter how its cooked. Please leave us alone it seriously hurts getting picked on for something thats hard to change/not changeable, personally i feel like shit every single time someone rants at me for being picky almost to the point of me not wanting to eat much infront of anyone these days.
Anyone else not able to tell if they’re actually an introvert or an extrovert because of their autism??
Like I legit for the longest time thought I was just an introvert until my diagnosis- 😭😭
There's a certain pain when people say I should work harder even if this is my absolute maximum. Am I essentially insufficient then?
Fake It 'til You Break It 😭
i have so many fiery hot takes about my hyperfixation but there arent enough gay people in the fandom to agree with me, but if more gay people join the fandom THEN THEY WONT BE HOT TAKES ANYMORE >:((((
No cuz i wanna know if anyone has the same sensory issues as me where its like
If the sound is loud i'm fine, like i'll live, whatever its not much of a big deal unless i'm already overstimmed
But TWOOOO SOUNDS? UNACCEPTABLE. I'LL DIE. COVER YOUR EARS.
Or is that just me?
things that people think make autistic people angry: being called autistic, being helped out because our brains work differently, Bad Sounds
things that make me, an autistic, angry: the fact that NT people got fidget spinners fucking banned in schools because not only is that a great stim toy, it’s one of the few quiet ones and now if someone tries to use them if they’re ND, then they’re “lame” because they still use fidget spinners even though they were BRANDED and CREATED for ND people so NT people literally just fucked it all up so yeah
*Gets overwhelmed in class because I don’t know what I’m doing
*Distracts myself to prevent a breakdown
*Misses instruction/explanation from the teacher
*Doesn’t know what’s going on
*Gets overwhelmed because I don’t know what’s going on
*Repeat until start crying
One thing that I do that neurotypicals would find rude, is when two people are talking to me at the same time, I’ll hold up my hand and go “one voice” bc I can’t focus
people will be like “no empathy bad!!!!” And them the moment ur hyper empathetic they call u overly sensitive and a burden to be around :^)
Fake It 'til You Break It 😭
Miss Atsuha (mind if i call you that?), have you and your boyfriend ever argued? You don't need to answer if it's a private thing, but to have such an agreement as the one you stated, I can't help but to feel some tension happened between you two...
Huh, quite an elaborate ask.
𝔸 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕪 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕞𝕖. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟, 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣.
Well, there IS a story though. Get comfy.
During the first months Kiyo-kun and I dated, Junpei and I took a mission, and the curse we faced... ended up being a grade higher than expected.
I'm glad we both made it out, but I'm not really proud of what happened next.
A few days later, Kiyo-kun and I went on a date. He was visibly concerned about me, but I assured him multiple times I was okay.
I THOUGHT I was okay afterwards, I didn't felt tense, worried or anything. Just had some minor injuries on my left arm. Then again, I'm not THAT reliable when it comes to seeing how deep things cut me. And I guess he thought I was mostly ignoring how dangerous most situations were, as if underestimating jujutsu sorcery as a job.
The straw that broke the camel's back... the moment that nagging weight finally came down on me... on us...
We were walking back to his car, and he talked about other roles in jujutsu society, like windows.
Somehow I assumed he was telling me to quit. I felt outraged, sad, and somehow our voices kept getting louder until he grabbed my injured arm and we stopped; I fell on my back and he just stared at me.
Though... not with anger. Among my own tears, I guess I saw how scared he looked. But at that moment, all that weight and sadness was just too much and before he could say anything, I was running away, and when far enough, I called Suki and left on my own to Jujutsu High.
He knew I was going back there, and followed me even way behind. Junpei even told me Kiyo-kun was nearly breathless when he arrived, as if he ran all the way.
I was crying so much in the Hidden Room, clutching myself right in front of the closed door. Then, as the loud sobbing stops, I hear footsteps.
"You don't have to open the door. But I do want to talk." His voice, on the other side, and some breathing before that. He asked if I wanted him to go away; I couldn't say it properly, but the answer was no, of course I wanted him there.
I felt awful about what happened. Gladly there weren't people watching or anything, but still... I feared that so much. That we'd fight sometime... and that was it. It was over.
I'm glad he didn't left after all. He sat in front of the door, on the stairs, and talked more. I don't remember some stuff, but he did say 'we were alike in a way' and asked me 'if I felt it was fair to carry so much on my own'. When I finally calmed down, he was still talking. and when I finally opened the door... he stood up, looking down, and hugged me. Crying.
He was crying, saying he wanted to do the same for me; he wanted to care for me just as much as I did for him, and that he'd never want me to give up on something I worked so hard to achieve. I never saw him cry like that; maybe tear up a bit now and then, but that was something new. A side of him that I never saw... but that I felt happy to meet.
Though I still struggle to find my words... I did manage to say 'I would not give up on anything, on anyone, on him.'
Last thing I knew, we were kissing... and we-
𝕆𝕜𝕒𝕪, 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙.
Yeah, I guess. It was a long story... and also you might already guess what happened next.
𝕋𝕠𝕠 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖.
Sorry, Junpei. You know this is inevitable with mind bonding. I'll make more paper shikigamis.
ℕ𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕… 𝕘𝕠 𝕠𝕟. 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤.
Hmph. Anyway, after that, we talked about it, and despite me seeing it as a fight, he said it was more like a miscommunication. I was relieved that it wasn't the end of it all; since then, we've worked on communicating more openly, trying to understand each other better. And I'm glad to say, things have been a lot better since then.
𝕀 𝕒𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕥 𝕀 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞. 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕁𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕥𝕤𝕦 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒, 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞'𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟…
And in the end, the next day, you merely flicked his forehead, while he expected worse.
𝔼𝕙𝕖𝕙.
Why is getting diagnosed with autism so hard, just have a genuine conversation with me and you wont even NEED to test me.