JackieOff
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Growing up, I looked up to my older sister. She's autistic. Undiagnosed. For the first 13 or 14 years of my life, I never questioned it. But once the social skills I learned from her led to me being outcasted in high school, I realized, oh my god, this nigga's a retarded femcel. Why am I following in her footsteps?
Before that realization, I had no friends, and she had no friends. She was weird, I was weird. I knew something had to change.
It's been about two years since that realization, and... it's been hard. Really hard. I basically had to rebuild my entire personality from the ground up. I cut everyone off, spent countless hours researching and analyzing my peers, trying to replicate how they acted and interacted. Somehow, it worked. I have loyal friends now. I have a girlfriend. Life's good.
Well... except for when I go home, where I have to go back to that... thing.
"Don't be so hard on your sister. She doesn't know any better."
Quite frankly, she's the worst human being I know. Just being around her gives you second-hand embarrassment. She doesn't give a fuck about how she looks or how she comes across to other people.
Before that realization, I had no friends, and she had no friends. She was weird, I was weird. I knew something had to change.
It's been about two years since that realization, and... it's been hard
. Really hard. I basically had to rebuild my entire personality from the ground up. I cut everyone off, spent countless hours researching and analyzing my peers, trying to replicate how they acted and interacted. Somehow, it worked. I have loyal friends now. I have a girlfriend. Life's good.Well... except for when I go home, where I have to go back to that... thing.
"Don't be so hard on your sister. She doesn't know any better."
Quite frankly, she's the worst human being I know. Just being around her gives you second-hand embarrassment. She doesn't give a fuck about how she looks or how she comes across to other people.
