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I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


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\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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Why do people here think ND being bad is the same as NT getting you laid?

NT is literally a baseline.

Too many users here have this problem.
 
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I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


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\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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there is no way in hell that 90% of this forum has autism
 
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I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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I was both ugly and nd guess what my fate was with her
 
bbc mogs both:eek:
 
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I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


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\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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Very high IQ thread wasted in this forum.

How did you manage to get a gf if you’re so non NT? Was it just dating apps? Maybe find a girl who’s also non NT.
 
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Very high IQ thread wasted in this forum.

How did you manage to get a gf if you’re so non NT? Was it just dating apps? Maybe find a girl who’s also non NT.
im not trying to elevate myself but i look decent so a lot of girls always talk to me but when they get to know me they realize how weird i am and just leave
the girl i was talking about in the thread actually stayed with me for a while but shw ended up leaving bc of my poor mental state
 
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I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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im not trying to elevate myself but i look decent so a lot of girls always talk to me but when they get to know me they realize how weird i am and just leave
the girl i was talking about in the thread actually stayed with me for a while but shw ended up leaving bc of my poor mental state

So what are the other guys doing correct? They are just more extroverted and social than you?

I always thought looks is the only thing that matters. I'm surprised that personality matters too.
 
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\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

Did you tell her all of this stuff. Females (at least according to the internet and reddit) seem to like when guys tell them their feelings and shit. If you told her all your inner thoughts she might have stayed with you.
 
I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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water nigga
 
I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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this is only true if ur hmtn+
a charismatic nt htn would take nd high inhib cl’s bitch with ease
 
I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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wow
well unfortunate again
not only ltn but also aspie i am 🥹
 
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this is only true if ur hmtn+
a charismatic nt htn would take nd high inhib cl’s bitch with ease
i disagree, could happen with ltns too
 
Did you tell her all of this stuff. Females (at least according to the internet and reddit) seem to like when guys tell them their feelings and shit. If you told her all your inner thoughts she might have stayed with you.
no i did told her and thats exactly what pushed her away, she understood some things to a certain extent but she just said she couldn't love me bc of who i was she was attracted to my looks but not me, i literally cried on her arms and she still left with no empathy
 
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So what are the other guys doing correct? They are just more extroverted and social than you?

I always thought looks is the only thing that matters. I'm surprised that personality matters too.
i supposed theyre just not as awkward and retarded lol
 
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My mental state is tied to how I look though. I tried to just go outside bro! But Normies are ruthless and evil the more uglier they are the more mean they are to you.
 
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I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


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\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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You probably only went for nt girls

If thats true thats on you, obviously nt girls wont wanna be with nd ppl long term

If u didnt go for nd girls then ur fault tbh
 
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can i get a summary pwease
 
"NT" is cope.
Huge cope.
 
nt is law agreed but i cant beat good looks
 
I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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Get the fuck outta here and go make zeta edits on tiktok faggot
 
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I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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I'm sorry brah

I cannot recommend you go for aND girls however

Your children will be autistic as shit

Just try to find a girl with a bit of a higher IQ and that's it
 
Nigga ND girls go for NT boys
?

They get along way better with goodlooking nd guys

But most nd guys (and most guys in general for this matter) dont have the looks so they dont get jackshit
 
no i did told her and thats exactly what pushed her away, she understood some things to a certain extent but she just said she couldn't love me bc of who i was she was attracted to my looks but not me, i literally cried on her arms and she still left with no empathy

Brutal bro, sorry that happened. Have you considered going to therapy? I’ve heard from normies that’s what therapy is for, venting and shit like that.
 
You probably only went for nt girls

If thats true thats on you, obviously nt girls wont wanna be with nd ppl long term

If u didnt go for nd girls then ur fault tbh

Where to find ND girls? Asking for a friend. :feelswhere:
 
I’ve been in a bunch of relationships, and something I’ve noticed over time is this weird pattern. It doesn’t matter how good things seem or how much you think it’s gonna last — if you’re neurodivergent, you kinda have to expect the relationship to end eventually. People just don’t have the empathy these days to actually try to understand you, or to slow down and wait for you. It’s easier for them to just go find someone “normal.” And that’s the part that hits the hardest. You have to work on your mental state before getting into anything serious, or it might fall apart no matter how hard you try. Someone I loved way too much replaced me with a guy who wasn’t better than me at anything… except being NT. And guess who she preferred. Lock in, buddy boyos


View attachment 4336603

\> be me, 19 undiagnosed ADHD/Autism cocktail
\> think I’ve finally cracked the code on love
\> meet Sarah
\> she’s amazing, thinks my infodumps about Roman aqueducts are “endearing”
\> she doesn’t flinch when I have to put on noise-canceling headphones at a loud bar
\> she even asks what my “safe foods” are
\> this is it. The One. The hyperfixation is permanent.

\> months go by, things are legitimately great
\> but the ND brain gremlin is always whispering in the back of my head
\> “this is a temporary glitch in the simulation. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

\> then the Mask starts to slip
\> can’t maintain the “chill, funny, slightly quirky guy” persona 24/7
\> have a full shutdown after a stressful day at work, just stare at the wall for an hour
\> she tries to talk, I can barely form words
\> I see the confusion on her face. The first crack.

\> the “talks” begin
\> “I just feel like sometimes you’re not *present*.”
\> “It’s like you’re in your own world and I can’t reach you.”
\> try to explain the spoons theory, the social battery, the noise in my head
\> she nods, says she understands
\> but the look in her eyes says “I am trying to read a manual written in a language I don’t speak.”

\> the distance grows
\> my anxiety goes into overdrive, become clingy
\> textbook anxious attachment style, my dude
\> which of course makes her pull away faster
\> it’s a perfect, shitty feedback loop

\> she goes out with her friends more
\> comes home talking about this guy, Mark, from her spin class
\> “He’s just so *easy* to talk to.”
\> The Death Knell.

\> the breakup is inevitable
\> “It’s not you, it’s me. I just need someone… simpler.”
\> “I can’t keep trying to figure out what you need.”
\> The Empathy Gap. The final boss.

\> mope for a month, eat nothing but frozen pizza
\> finally check her IG
\> there he is. Mark.
\> not taller, not richer, not funnier
\> his entire personality is liking the Philadelphia Eagles and craft beer
\> but he’s… uncomplicated. Normie. NT.

\> the realization hits like a freight train
\> she didn’t trade up. She traded *across*.
\> for a model that didn’t require a unique charging cable and a 300-page instruction manual.
\> she preferred the guy who didn’t have to work to seem human.

\> the problem was never that I wasn’t good enough.
\> the problem was that I required a modicum of patience, and that was a currency she was all out of.

\> You can’t hate them for it. They just want a normal life.
\> But you gotta lock in, buddies.
\> Work on yourself first. Build a fortress around your brain that someone has to really, really want to get into.
\> Otherwise, they’ll always just go find the house with the open door and no locks.
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Brutal day to be ND and a incel
 
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You probably only went for nt girls

If thats true thats on you, obviously nt girls wont wanna be with nd ppl long term

If u didnt go for nd girls then ur fault tbh
theyre hard to find irl.
 
Get the fuck outta here and go make zeta edits on tiktok faggot
joined November 17, legit nobody who haves been on this community flr for long enough says such things, its always the greycel retards like you jfl
 
nah bro im just addicted to cigarettes now
Brutal bro, sorry that happened. Have you considered going to therapy? I’ve heard from normies that’s what therapy is for, venting and shit like that.
 
joined November 17, legit nobody who haves been on this community flr for long enough says such things, its always the greycel retards like you jfl
Idk why your dropping this cuck story on us.

Dude said "nt beats looks"

Also not a gray, but I couldnt really fucking care if you believed me or not.

The real gray is dropping this cope shit on here.

"Scary loogzmax forum from clav im gonna drop a chatgpt story to make me blackpilled"
 
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Idk why your dropping this cuck story on us.

Dude said "nt beats looks"

Also not a gray, but I couldnt really fucking care if you believed me or not.

The real gray is dropping this cope shit on here.

"Scary loogzmax forum from clav im gonna drop a chatgpt story to make me blackpilled"
its a story with fictional names and details based on an event fron my life, i dont understand how could that correlate to being a ttcel, jfl its not about dropping a cuck story im expressing how terrible its been for me that every girl leaves me because they think im bad mentally, if that triggers your little sensitive pussy so much then there is no need to even answer you fucking faggot
 
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theyre hard to find irl.

Many ND girls don’t go outside so they use stuff like online dating (Hinge, Bumble) you can probably find a ND goth or alt girl using online dating. Especially if you’re goodlooking.
 

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