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Do you like trannies?girl?
I don't like women.
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Do you like trannies?girl?
I don't like women.
trans women are women and I don't like women.Do you like trannies?
What about women who transitioned to mentrans women are women and I don't like women.
100% breedable for boyoWhat about women who transitioned to men![]()
got no issues with that as long as they look and behave as men.What about women who transitioned to men![]()
Is Autism genetic?
I struggle with this part too i know something is wrong with me but i don't know whatdating is no different, it's actually worse, because rejection there cuts deeper, I don't struggle with my looks (I've got several threads on how to manually adjust your face looks and fix your asymmetries which are common with autism if anyone's interested) I do well on apps, people ask me out, they're curious, but it never lasts, first it's warm, then it's stiff, then it's silence, not because I said anything weird, not because I acted out, just because something about me feels off in a way that's hard to name but impossible to ignore.
and what makes it worse is that I know the problem is me, but I don't know what the problem is.
so you start to resent it, the fact that your face determines whether people even give you the time of day, but your personality, your actual self, determines whether they stay, and no one stays.
i have an entire washlist of shit i forgot about, and half it doesn't even make sense and can't even occur together.Try living in EE with ADHDa living hell.
I have OCD, ADHD, maladaptive daydreaming, ASPD,austisic symptoms etc… Basically I have every fucked up thing possible ever, autism is in many ways good to have unlike what I have. Im not social and Im introverted anyways even without autism so having autism would actually benefit me since I already have the negatives of autism even without autism.
yes, almost every guy in my family is autistic, and some of the women.Is Autism genetic?
Real. When I was a baby I slept during the day and was awake at night. Finally I recently got diagnosed with delayed sleep phase syndrome, I always thought I had insomnia. I also overheat easily.my parents had to put my cradle outside, even in winter, because I wouldn't stop crying inside, I still can't regulate my temperature well and always overheat, I still feel out of place in my own skin and every movement makes me anxious, it makes my skin crawl.
This happened with me as well. Being put in special ED seems to be a common thing among autists, but we don’t fit at all with the noisy impossible NT or the wild ADHD type who are usually put in there.school was fine at first, I talked too much about my interests but people didn't mind, I could learn fine as long as it was engaging, as long as I was interested, there were no major problems.
until the diagnosis hit (and the fire nation attacked)
that changed everything, they shoved me into special ED, they said it was supposed to help, but it was just a warehouse for kids they didn't know what to do with, and what that does to a person can't be undone.
imagine being a kid with no behavioral issues, who just talked too much and didn't get social cues, now you're locked in a room with other kids who scream, fight, throw chairs and get in your face, there was no support, no calm, and you absolutely couldn't learn, it was just chaos and trauma, special education isn't a nice place where people with conditions are helped, it's largely just a dumping ground, mostly for kids who don't have any diagnosis at all but just have shitty parents, as you can imagine they're usually violent, autism wasn't even very common at my school, it was mostly kids with ADHD that didn't take their meds if they had anything at all.
autism didn't affect my ability to learn, it affected my ability to be seen as a person worth investing in, it made people uncomfortable, confused or dismissive, and it taught me that nothing about who I am is okay unless it's being edited, hidden, or translated into something more acceptable.
The last sentence is too real. It’s funny how every time I talk to someone face to face they get visibly more uncomfortable as time passes on. But I stopped craving friends years ago. I do fine in my own company and I like being alone and doing my own things. I really detest having to do stuff I don’t want to do or don’t find interesting. I could never for example sit down to watch a soap opera with a potential gf like normies seem to like to do.I don't even crave deep friendships anymore, I gave up on that long ago., but I still want to be able to go through life without every interaction turning into a slow motion failure, I want to be able to say a sentence without watching someone's expression shift into discomfort.
Real. Wherever or whatever group or workplace I join I always become the odd one out, even though I try to mask and be as nice as possible and seem interested by asking questions and such. People always treat me differently.I want to be able to exist in public without constantly wondering if I'm ruining someone's day just by opening my mouth.
and before anyone tries to say 'just be kind' or 'smile more', I already do that, I listen, I'm quiet, I ask about people, I stay shallow, safe and polite, but it's robotic, the timing's off, the tone is weird, and it doesn't land the way it should, and you can feel it when people pull away, like they're reacting to something instinctively wrong about you, something they can't name, but you can't undo either.
Real. I have been ghosted so many times it’s funny. Especially after dates where we seemingly had a good time, laughed, got along, no awkward silences, etc. I struggle heavily with eye contact, and I suspect that’s where a lot of the discomfort comes fromdating is no different, it's actually worse, because rejection there cuts deeper, I don't struggle with my looks, I do well on apps, people ask me out, they're curious, but it never lasts, first it's warm, then it's stiff, then it's silence, not because I said anything weird, not because I acted out, just because something about me feels off in a way that's hard to name but impossible to ignore.
and what makes it worse is that I know the problem is me, but I don't know what the problem is.
so you start to resent it, the fact that your face determines whether people even give you the time of day, but your personality, your actual self, determines whether they stay, and no one stays.
because there's something about you that they don't want to be close to, and they don't know how to explain it, so they just don't, they just drift, they ghost, they vanish, you can look good and still be deeply unlovable, because being loved isn't about your face, it's about how people feel around you,
i don’t know you have a 27 inch bidelt i’m sure you will be fine broand I don't mean this dramatically, I mean this in the most literal sense possible, it didn't make things harder, it didn't give me a few obstacles of overcome, it rewired the way I relate to the world, to others, and to myself, and the world responded by spitting me out every time I tried to be a part of it.
from the start I was weird and it was obvious (more like obnoxious)
my parents had to put my cradle outside, even in winter, because I wouldn't stop crying inside, I still can't regulate my temperature well and always overheat, I still feel out of place in my own skin and every movement makes me anxious, it makes my skin crawl.
school was fine at first, I talked too much about my interests but people didn't mind, I could learn fine as long as it was engaging, as long as I was interested, there were no major problems.
until the diagnosis hit (and the fire nation attacked)
that changed everything, they shoved me into special ED, they said it was supposed to help, but it was just a warehouse for kids they didn't know what to do with, and what that does to a person can't be undone.
imagine being a kid with no behavioral issues, who just talked too much and didn't get social cues, now you're locked in a room with other kids who scream, fight, throw chairs and get in your face, there was no support, no calm, and you absolutely couldn't learn, it was just chaos and trauma, special education isn't a nice place where people with conditions are helped, it's largely just a dumping ground, mostly for kids who don't have any diagnosis at all but just have shitty parents, as you can imagine they're usually violent, autism wasn't even very common at my school, it was mostly kids with ADHD that didn't take their meds if they had anything at all.
they handed me books meant for elementary school kids when I was in highschool and told me that's all they had, they weren't even pretending anymore, I wasn't supposed to go anywhere after that, but it's not like it mattered, the way special ED works here is that you're only able to receive the lowest grade of education, they don't have any books for anything else, and even the books for this, which is a simple form of education, were old and had scribbles all over them, the information was often outdated (think slaves build the pyramids kind of stuff during history) you also couldn't really graduate, you'd be offered a certificate that wasn't formally recognized anywhere instead.
autism didn't affect my ability to learn, it affected my ability to be seen as a person worth investing in, it made people uncomfortable, confused or dismissive, and it taught me that nothing about who I am is okay unless it's being edited, hidden, or translated into something more acceptable.
every therapist has the same playbook, they teach you how to 'mask' they tone down everything until people stop flinching, to build a version of yourself that might be tolerated.
but it's not you, it's a costume, and when people like that version it feels worse, because you know they never actually liked you.
they liked the echo you learned how to perform.
I don't even crave deep friendships anymore, I gave up on that long ago., but I still want to be able to go through life without every interaction turning into a slow motion failure, I want to be able to say a sentence without watching someone's expression shift into discomfort.
I want to be able to exist in public without constantly wondering if I'm ruining someone's day just by opening my mouth.
and before anyone tries to say 'just be kind' or 'smile more', I already do that, I listen, I'm quiet, I ask about people, I stay shallow, safe and polite, but it's robotic, the timing's off, the tone is weird, and it doesn't land the way it should, and you can feel it when people pull away, like they're reacting to something instinctively wrong about you, something they can't name, but you can't undo either.
dating is no different, it's actually worse, because rejection there cuts deeper, I don't struggle with my looks (I've got several threads on how to manually adjust your face looks and fix your asymmetries which are common with autism if anyone's interested) I do well on apps, people ask me out, they're curious, but it never lasts, first it's warm, then it's stiff, then it's silence, not because I said anything weird, not because I acted out, just because something about me feels off in a way that's hard to name but impossible to ignore.
and what makes it worse is that I know the problem is me, but I don't know what the problem is.
so you start to resent it, the fact that your face determines whether people even give you the time of day, but your personality, your actual self, determines whether they stay, and no one stays.
because there's something about you that they don't want to be close to, and they don't know how to explain it, so they just don't, they just drift, they ghost, they vanish, you can look good and still be deeply unlovable, because being loved isn't about your face, it's about how people feel around you, and if people feel weird or wrong around you, you can't fix that by contouring your jawline.
people like to give advice, and they probably mean well, they tell you to join communities, and find 'your people' to reframe how you see yourself, to try therapy again, to 'just be patient' someone will see the real you someday' but I've tried, I've been to groups, I've been in plenty communities, I've tried translating myself into something more understandable, but it never works, not even with other autistic people, you don't just magically connect because you share a label, shared struggle doesn't always mean shared understanding.
and most of the time I don't feel misunderstood, I just feel invisible, or even worse, felt in the wrong way, like people just see something strange in me and don't want to look closer, just enough to avoid, just enough to forget.
I don't have a conclusion to this, there isn't one, I'm not looking for advice, I don't think there's a fix, just a slow adjustment to the idea that some of us won't be known in the way we want to, we won't be liked in a way we hope to, and all we can do is survive that fact.
he's a chad but he says it doesn't matter, looks can get you the intiiatal attraction but he struggles to build the mental connections needed to actually stay and have long term relationshipsi don’t know you have a 27 inch bidelt i’m sure you will be fine bro
I've been open about having it since the day I made my account.How come you got more open about autism lately? In the past you would say that it didn’t affect your life or dating much
realand I don't mean this dramatically, I mean this in the most literal sense possible, it didn't make things harder, it didn't give me a few obstacles of overcome, it rewired the way I relate to the world, to others, and to myself, and the world responded by spitting me out every time I tried to be a part of it.
from the start I was weird and it was obvious (more like obnoxious)
my parents had to put my cradle outside, even in winter, because I wouldn't stop crying inside, I still can't regulate my temperature well and always overheat, I still feel out of place in my own skin and every movement makes me anxious, it makes my skin crawl.
school was fine at first, I talked too much about my interests but people didn't mind, I could learn fine as long as it was engaging, as long as I was interested, there were no major problems.
until the diagnosis hit (and the fire nation attacked)
that changed everything, they shoved me into special ED, they said it was supposed to help, but it was just a warehouse for kids they didn't know what to do with, and what that does to a person can't be undone.
imagine being a kid with no behavioral issues, who just talked too much and didn't get social cues, now you're locked in a room with other kids who scream, fight, throw chairs and get in your face, there was no support, no calm, and you absolutely couldn't learn, it was just chaos and trauma, special education isn't a nice place where people with conditions are helped, it's largely just a dumping ground, mostly for kids who don't have any diagnosis at all but just have shitty parents, as you can imagine they're usually violent, autism wasn't even very common at my school, it was mostly kids with ADHD that didn't take their meds if they had anything at all.
they handed me books meant for elementary school kids when I was in highschool and told me that's all they had, they weren't even pretending anymore, I wasn't supposed to go anywhere after that, but it's not like it mattered, the way special ED works here is that you're only able to receive the lowest grade of education, they don't have any books for anything else, and even the books for this, which is a simple form of education, were old and had scribbles all over them, the information was often outdated (think slaves build the pyramids kind of stuff during history) you also couldn't really graduate, you'd be offered a certificate that wasn't formally recognized anywhere instead.
autism didn't affect my ability to learn, it affected my ability to be seen as a person worth investing in, it made people uncomfortable, confused or dismissive, and it taught me that nothing about who I am is okay unless it's being edited, hidden, or translated into something more acceptable.
every therapist has the same playbook, they teach you how to 'mask' they tone down everything until people stop flinching, to build a version of yourself that might be tolerated.
but it's not you, it's a costume, and when people like that version it feels worse, because you know they never actually liked you.
they liked the echo you learned how to perform.
I don't even crave deep friendships anymore, I gave up on that long ago., but I still want to be able to go through life without every interaction turning into a slow motion failure, I want to be able to say a sentence without watching someone's expression shift into discomfort.
I want to be able to exist in public without constantly wondering if I'm ruining someone's day just by opening my mouth.
and before anyone tries to say 'just be kind' or 'smile more', I already do that, I listen, I'm quiet, I ask about people, I stay shallow, safe and polite, but it's robotic, the timing's off, the tone is weird, and it doesn't land the way it should, and you can feel it when people pull away, like they're reacting to something instinctively wrong about you, something they can't name, but you can't undo either.
dating is no different, it's actually worse, because rejection there cuts deeper, I don't struggle with my looks (I've got several threads on how to manually adjust your face looks and fix your asymmetries which are common with autism if anyone's interested) I do well on apps, people ask me out, they're curious, but it never lasts, first it's warm, then it's stiff, then it's silence, not because I said anything weird, not because I acted out, just because something about me feels off in a way that's hard to name but impossible to ignore.
and what makes it worse is that I know the problem is me, but I don't know what the problem is.
so you start to resent it, the fact that your face determines whether people even give you the time of day, but your personality, your actual self, determines whether they stay, and no one stays.
because there's something about you that they don't want to be close to, and they don't know how to explain it, so they just don't, they just drift, they ghost, they vanish, you can look good and still be deeply unlovable, because being loved isn't about your face, it's about how people feel around you, and if people feel weird or wrong around you, you can't fix that by contouring your jawline.
people like to give advice, and they probably mean well, they tell you to join communities, and find 'your people' to reframe how you see yourself, to try therapy again, to 'just be patient' someone will see the real you someday' but I've tried, I've been to groups, I've been in plenty communities, I've tried translating myself into something more understandable, but it never works, not even with other autistic people, you don't just magically connect because you share a label, shared struggle doesn't always mean shared understanding.
and most of the time I don't feel misunderstood, I just feel invisible, or even worse, felt in the wrong way, like people just see something strange in me and don't want to look closer, just enough to avoid, just enough to forget.
I don't have a conclusion to this, there isn't one, I'm not looking for advice, I don't think there's a fix, just a slow adjustment to the idea that some of us won't be known in the way we want to, we won't be liked in a way we hope to, and all we can do is survive that fact.
No shitIs Autism genetic?
So real. I’ve been diagnosed since 7 and have struggled with relationships, both platonic and romantic for most of my life.I've been open about having it since the day I made my account.
it doesn't affect dating much in the sense that I don't struggle with people being interested, or being asked out, it doesn't even affect whether you'll be able to have one night stands, and that is what people want here for the most part.
what it does affect is your ability to actually form relationships, it doesn't hinder your ability to get laid, it hinders your ability to be loved.
“slaying” doesnt even feel good for the most partI've been open about having it since the day I made my account.
it doesn't affect dating much in the sense that I don't struggle with people being interested, or being asked out, it doesn't even affect whether you'll be able to have one night stands, and that is what people want here for the most part.
what it does affect is your ability to actually form relationships, it doesn't hinder your ability to get laid, it hinders your ability to be loved.
Feel sorry for you brother. I had one diagnosed autist in my class of elementary school, he was treated like shit (people shut his mouth and told him to stop) the way he was regulating himself, and he didn't even notice that people hated him through a polite mask. Although he was funny but couldn't be taken seriously. (and I don't mean this dramatically, I mean this in the most literal sense possible, it didn't make things harder, it didn't give me a few obstacles of overcome, it rewired the way I relate to the world, to others, and to myself, and the world responded by spitting me out every time I tried to be a part of it.
from the start I was weird and it was obvious (more like obnoxious)
my parents had to put my cradle outside, even in winter, because I wouldn't stop crying inside, I still can't regulate my temperature well and always overheat, I still feel out of place in my own skin and every movement makes me anxious, it makes my skin crawl.
school was fine at first, I talked too much about my interests but people didn't mind, I could learn fine as long as it was engaging, as long as I was interested, there were no major problems.
until the diagnosis hit (and the fire nation attacked)
that changed everything, they shoved me into special ED, they said it was supposed to help, but it was just a warehouse for kids they didn't know what to do with, and what that does to a person can't be undone.
imagine being a kid with no behavioral issues, who just talked too much and didn't get social cues, now you're locked in a room with other kids who scream, fight, throw chairs and get in your face, there was no support, no calm, and you absolutely couldn't learn, it was just chaos and trauma, special education isn't a nice place where people with conditions are helped, it's largely just a dumping ground, mostly for kids who don't have any diagnosis at all but just have shitty parents, as you can imagine they're usually violent, autism wasn't even very common at my school, it was mostly kids with ADHD that didn't take their meds if they had anything at all.
they handed me books meant for elementary school kids when I was in highschool and told me that's all they had, they weren't even pretending anymore, I wasn't supposed to go anywhere after that, but it's not like it mattered, the way special ED works here is that you're only able to receive the lowest grade of education, they don't have any books for anything else, and even the books for this, which is a simple form of education, were old and had scribbles all over them, the information was often outdated (think slaves build the pyramids kind of stuff during history) you also couldn't really graduate, you'd be offered a certificate that wasn't formally recognized anywhere instead.
autism didn't affect my ability to learn, it affected my ability to be seen as a person worth investing in, it made people uncomfortable, confused or dismissive, and it taught me that nothing about who I am is okay unless it's being edited, hidden, or translated into something more acceptable.
every therapist has the same playbook, they teach you how to 'mask' they tone down everything until people stop flinching, to build a version of yourself that might be tolerated.
but it's not you, it's a costume, and when people like that version it feels worse, because you know they never actually liked you.
they liked the echo you learned how to perform.
I don't even crave deep friendships anymore, I gave up on that long ago., but I still want to be able to go through life without every interaction turning into a slow motion failure, I want to be able to say a sentence without watching someone's expression shift into discomfort.
I want to be able to exist in public without constantly wondering if I'm ruining someone's day just by opening my mouth.
and before anyone tries to say 'just be kind' or 'smile more', I already do that, I listen, I'm quiet, I ask about people, I stay shallow, safe and polite, but it's robotic, the timing's off, the tone is weird, and it doesn't land the way it should, and you can feel it when people pull away, like they're reacting to something instinctively wrong about you, something they can't name, but you can't undo either.
dating is no different, it's actually worse, because rejection there cuts deeper, I don't struggle with my looks (I've got several threads on how to manually adjust your face looks and fix your asymmetries which are common with autism if anyone's interested) I do well on apps, people ask me out, they're curious, but it never lasts, first it's warm, then it's stiff, then it's silence, not because I said anything weird, not because I acted out, just because something about me feels off in a way that's hard to name but impossible to ignore.
and what makes it worse is that I know the problem is me, but I don't know what the problem is.
so you start to resent it, the fact that your face determines whether people even give you the time of day, but your personality, your actual self, determines whether they stay, and no one stays.
because there's something about you that they don't want to be close to, and they don't know how to explain it, so they just don't, they just drift, they ghost, they vanish, you can look good and still be deeply unlovable, because being loved isn't about your face, it's about how people feel around you, and if people feel weird or wrong around you, you can't fix that by contouring your jawline.
people like to give advice, and they probably mean well, they tell you to join communities, and find 'your people' to reframe how you see yourself, to try therapy again, to 'just be patient' someone will see the real you someday' but I've tried, I've been to groups, I've been in plenty communities, I've tried translating myself into something more understandable, but it never works, not even with other autistic people, you don't just magically connect because you share a label, shared struggle doesn't always mean shared understanding.
and most of the time I don't feel misunderstood, I just feel invisible, or even worse, felt in the wrong way, like people just see something strange in me and don't want to look closer, just enough to avoid, just enough to forget.
I don't have a conclusion to this, there isn't one, I'm not looking for advice, I don't think there's a fix, just a slow adjustment to the idea that some of us won't be known in the way we want to, we won't be liked in a way we hope to, and all we can do is survive that fact.
we're okay, I always assume the worst is going to happen because it usually does eventually for me and I need to be ready for when it does.And what’s wrong bro? You’re mentioning relationships, did you break up or have a fight with your partner?
I like how I can say DNR and you cant do shit about itand I don't mean this dramatically, I mean this in the most literal sense possible, it didn't make things harder, it didn't give me a few obstacles of overcome, it rewired the way I relate to the world, to others, and to myself, and the world responded by spitting me out every time I tried to be a part of it.
from the start I was weird and it was obvious (more like obnoxious)
my parents had to put my cradle outside, even in winter, because I wouldn't stop crying inside, I still can't regulate my temperature well and always overheat, I still feel out of place in my own skin and every movement makes me anxious, it makes my skin crawl.
school was fine at first, I talked too much about my interests but people didn't mind, I could learn fine as long as it was engaging, as long as I was interested, there were no major problems.
until the diagnosis hit (and the fire nation attacked)
that changed everything, they shoved me into special ED, they said it was supposed to help, but it was just a warehouse for kids they didn't know what to do with, and what that does to a person can't be undone.
imagine being a kid with no behavioral issues, who just talked too much and didn't get social cues, now you're locked in a room with other kids who scream, fight, throw chairs and get in your face, there was no support, no calm, and you absolutely couldn't learn, it was just chaos and trauma, special education isn't a nice place where people with conditions are helped, it's largely just a dumping ground, mostly for kids who don't have any diagnosis at all but just have shitty parents, as you can imagine they're usually violent, autism wasn't even very common at my school, it was mostly kids with ADHD that didn't take their meds if they had anything at all.
they handed me books meant for elementary school kids when I was in highschool and told me that's all they had, they weren't even pretending anymore, I wasn't supposed to go anywhere after that, but it's not like it mattered, the way special ED works here is that you're only able to receive the lowest grade of education, they don't have any books for anything else, and even the books for this, which is a simple form of education, were old and had scribbles all over them, the information was often outdated (think slaves build the pyramids kind of stuff during history) you also couldn't really graduate, you'd be offered a certificate that wasn't formally recognized anywhere instead.
autism didn't affect my ability to learn, it affected my ability to be seen as a person worth investing in, it made people uncomfortable, confused or dismissive, and it taught me that nothing about who I am is okay unless it's being edited, hidden, or translated into something more acceptable.
every therapist has the same playbook, they teach you how to 'mask' they tone down everything until people stop flinching, to build a version of yourself that might be tolerated.
but it's not you, it's a costume, and when people like that version it feels worse, because you know they never actually liked you.
they liked the echo you learned how to perform.
I don't even crave deep friendships anymore, I gave up on that long ago., but I still want to be able to go through life without every interaction turning into a slow motion failure, I want to be able to say a sentence without watching someone's expression shift into discomfort.
I want to be able to exist in public without constantly wondering if I'm ruining someone's day just by opening my mouth.
and before anyone tries to say 'just be kind' or 'smile more', I already do that, I listen, I'm quiet, I ask about people, I stay shallow, safe and polite, but it's robotic, the timing's off, the tone is weird, and it doesn't land the way it should, and you can feel it when people pull away, like they're reacting to something instinctively wrong about you, something they can't name, but you can't undo either.
dating is no different, it's actually worse, because rejection there cuts deeper, I don't struggle with my looks (I've got several threads on how to manually adjust your face looks and fix your asymmetries which are common with autism if anyone's interested) I do well on apps, people ask me out, they're curious, but it never lasts, first it's warm, then it's stiff, then it's silence, not because I said anything weird, not because I acted out, just because something about me feels off in a way that's hard to name but impossible to ignore.
and what makes it worse is that I know the problem is me, but I don't know what the problem is.
so you start to resent it, the fact that your face determines whether people even give you the time of day, but your personality, your actual self, determines whether they stay, and no one stays.
because there's something about you that they don't want to be close to, and they don't know how to explain it, so they just don't, they just drift, they ghost, they vanish, you can look good and still be deeply unlovable, because being loved isn't about your face, it's about how people feel around you, and if people feel weird or wrong around you, you can't fix that by contouring your jawline.
people like to give advice, and they probably mean well, they tell you to join communities, and find 'your people' to reframe how you see yourself, to try therapy again, to 'just be patient' someone will see the real you someday' but I've tried, I've been to groups, I've been in plenty communities, I've tried translating myself into something more understandable, but it never works, not even with other autistic people, you don't just magically connect because you share a label, shared struggle doesn't always mean shared understanding.
and most of the time I don't feel misunderstood, I just feel invisible, or even worse, felt in the wrong way, like people just see something strange in me and don't want to look closer, just enough to avoid, just enough to forget.
I don't have a conclusion to this, there isn't one, I'm not looking for advice, I don't think there's a fix, just a slow adjustment to the idea that some of us won't be known in the way we want to, we won't be liked in a way we hope to, and all we can do is survive that fact.
if I cared I would've put on the serious tag which still enables me to do that regardless of what section it's on.I like how I can say DNR and you cant do shit about it![]()
Does this only happen around people you dont know very well or even with people you know very well and love?.
and before anyone tries to say 'just be kind' or 'smile more', I already do that, I listen, I'm quiet, I ask about people, I stay shallow, safe and polite, but it's robotic, the timing's off, the tone is weird, and it doesn't land the way it should, and you can feel it when people pull away, like they're reacting to something instinctively wrong about you, something they can't name, but you can't undo either.
there are no people who know me well besides my partner, I don't open up to anyone.Does this only happen around people you dont know very well or even with people you know very well and love?
How old is your partner? (if you don’t mind telling us)there are no people who know me well besides my partner, I don't open up to anyone.
few years younger than me, not a lot.How old is your partner? (if you don’t mind telling us)
Praying that it works out for you in the endfew years younger than me, not a lot.
it's my second longest relationship now..Praying that it works out for you in the end
Stay positive bro![]()
At the end of the day the outcome is the same you don’t get to find love and real friendsYou are a free welfarecel for life, just relax and chill the rest of your life
Imagine being me, a PSL0 subhuman that has to work his fingers to the bone until death, whilst getting 0 respect from both genders and Is socially off aswell without any government’s benefits
I have friends and could have had love in the past, all thanks to being low inhib and not caringAt the end of the day the outcome is the same you don’t get to find love and real friends
I have friends and could have had love in the past, all thanks to being low inhib and not caring
OP is probably hyper sensitive and high inhib, caring about making other feels uncomfortable etc.
I had a high functioning aspie friend who was put into a special needs class for 2 years because of assburgers, you can definitely notice he is a aspie and he is hated because of it, but he’s low inhib asf, doesn’t care what other people think about him at all. he has a large friend group and does great with women, has had countless ONS and a few long term girlfriends, hes very social and knows tons and tons of people because of having 0 inhib and not caring about rejection from women or males
But he’s legit one of the best looking people i have ever seen irl, so that’s a big factor in him getting tolerated by women. Going out with him made me blackpilled btw, he looks like a irl sterling archer and has the best bone structure i have ever seen on someone irl, he would get approached left and right, the guy is ridiculously handsome.
He has a legit autism diagnosis, was in a special school/class for it from age 12-14. His sisters and he himself have told me that he is a diagnosed aspie.Also @Orc one thing you wrote in another thread that I think is extremely important is that autism and NT are not mutually exclusive or polar opposites. I could write a lot about this but to sum it up autism has more to do with the past (development) and NT has more to do with the present (communication and etc.). People on here use these terms as catch alls, just as the medical/psychological industries did, which causes a lot of confusion. But the industries themselves have already backpedaled on terms like "Asperger's" and admitted there was massive overdiagonsis. This forum must have missed that memo, but if we saved the autism label for people who had it in our childhood it would help everyone.
You have threads about fixing facial asymmetry?
This sounds like someone who has a non-NT demeanor but just what you wrote isn't enough for an autism diagnosis. Demeanor being external, the key symptoms of autism being internal. Hyper sensitivity is indispensable to autism because we process sensory information differently, with a limit and also a delay. And this doesn't necessarily make autistics high inhib, the processing delay just makes for a slower and more drawn out way of speaking to people.
I was already diagnosed before I was send off to special ED and traumatized so that wasn't a contributing factor, anyone that ends up on those will become mentally ill even if they weren't though.Also @Orc one thing you wrote in another thread that I think is extremely important is that autism and NT are not mutually exclusive or polar opposites. I could write a lot about this but to sum it up autism has more to do with the past (development) and NT has more to do with the present (communication and etc.). People on here use these terms as catch alls, just as the medical/psychological industries did, which causes a lot of confusion. But the industries themselves have already backpedaled on terms like "Asperger's" and admitted there was massive overdiagonsis. This forum must have missed that memo, but if we saved the autism label for people who had it in our childhood it would help everyone.
You have threads about fixing facial asymmetry?
This sounds like someone who has a non-NT demeanor but just what you wrote isn't enough for an autism diagnosis. Demeanor being external, the key symptoms of autism being internal. Hyper sensitivity is indispensable to autism because we process sensory information differently, with a limit and also a delay. And this doesn't necessarily make autistics high inhib, the processing delay just makes for a slower and more drawn out way of speaking to people.
whatmy nigga you a former miscer?
honestly you seem more well adjusted than not, just with certain quirks that everyone has some variation of, to perhaps a lesser extentI was already diagnosed before I was send off to special ED and traumatized so that wasn't a contributing factor, anyone that ends up on those will become mentally ill even if they weren't though.
I've got several.
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