[-] [email protected] 4 points 1 day ago* (last edited 1 day ago)

Bump for visibility. I've never experienced these things irl so I can't really chime in too much.

Have you ever had an ACE (adverse childhood experience) test? If I'm remembering correctly paranoia can show up as a symptom, coupled with burnout and stress. Someone else mentioned schizophrenia, which I would guess is the most well-known cause for that level of distress. That sounds like a rough roller coaster to be stuck on though, I hope you can find a better answer and some relief.

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Yeah the book mentions conventions being a gathering place of special interests, so neurodivergent folks kind of flock there in droves. I love making and wearing costumes but haven't touched any of them since before covid.

That's awesome that she won an award! The cosplay community is incredibly cool.

[-] [email protected] 7 points 2 weeks ago

Much like the hypervigilance that’s common to trauma survivors with PTSD, masking is a reflex that comes out most intensely when we experience uncertainty or social threat. And recognizing oneself as a disabled person certainly doesn’t make the world seem any less confusing or threatening. However, accepting ourselves as Autistic does free many of us (perhaps for the first time) to question whether it’s fair that we be expected to live in such a concealed, apologetic way.

It means reexamining the stereotypes about Autistics (and other disabled people) we’ve been exposed to via media, education, and formative experiences in our youth. It requires we question society’s most deeply cherished values, and notice where there are gaps between what we’ve been told we should be, and how we’d actually like to live.

This part feels like a weekly struggle, because I realized I am too scared to tell people that I'm Autistic after experiencing negative reactions and responses to my already-labeled "weird" behavior. I feel like 3 people most of the time, and I'm not sure how to bring those 3 me's into something cohesive that I can be proud of.

I think some weird things I'd like to put out there that I can't really share with others IRL is that I love making horrible song parodies and I've written several books and short stories that I've never shared with anyone.

My favorite Pokémon games were Diamond and Sapphire. Camerupt and Drifblim were my favorites. Cosplaying at a con was the most fun I've had interacting with others. I sometimes miss not knowing I'm autistic...but I'm working on it.

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I'd submit this for an emote, but there's only a couple hours left.

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I saw them live 3 times, legendary band

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Open the PC, Hal!

[-] [email protected] 26 points 3 weeks ago

My aunt called her IUD her 'lil egg beater' so this tracks.

[-] [email protected] 25 points 3 weeks ago

I thought Hassan said Luffy was a terrorist

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I broke down today in a public setting when someone deliberately attempted to annoy me because they enjoy my reactions when I get upset. My question is, how to deal with such things? Any hexbears who regularly deal with this or have suggestions on how to handle such situations? Am I just fucked with dealing with assholes?

Content Warning: self-harmSo, I get sensory overload pretty easily with seemingly small auditory cues, such as whistling, intermittent humming, low frequency vibrations (like from old AC units or fluorescent light bulbs). Someone I am forced to interact with on a daily basis decided they wanted to make me squirm today by whistling off-key repeatedly, loudly, and very near to where I was working. When I asked them to stop they continued to do it, kind of like a sibling who is bored and wanting to get some entertainment by driving the other party crazy. After 20 minutes of it I was getting to the point of distress, and I asked them to please stop because it was making me uncomfortable, and their response was to try and do it more loudly. I finally went to them and talked to them directly, face to face, and all but begged them to stop because it was making me uncomfortable and it was getting disrespectful, near tears at that point, and they rolled their eyes and said "Sorry you got triggered". The reality was that I was to the point of starting to scratch myself with my nails to distract myself because I was so distraught from the noise, something that I've come to understand happens when I'm starting to dissociate. I'm ashamed to say I dug my nails in enough to draw blood and leave marks, something I haven't done in a long while. Ended up leaking a few tears, which is really embarrassing and shameful for me when I'm not alone...


I have to work with this person every day, and I can't wear headphones/ play music/ do things to block them out like I normally would. I just got this job but I'm already to the point where my mental health is being trashed after just a few weeks. Am I SOL? Anyone have anything that could help with this, even if it's suggestions on dealing with over stimulation in a work setting as someone with autism? I keep my ND a secret; no one knows I'm on the spectrum. ...am I overreacting? niko-tear-wipe

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Song has been on my mind lately, just wanted to share it.

Lyrics:

Started a war screaming "Peace" at the same time All the corruption, injustice, the same crimes Always a problem if we do or don't Findin' we, nah, we don't have the same rights What is a gun to a man that surrenders? What's it gonna take for someone to defend us? If we all agree that we're equal as people Then why can't we see what is evil?

I can't breathe You're taking my life from me I can't breathe Will anyone fight for me? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh

How do we cope when we don't love each other? Where is the hope and the empathy? How do we judge off the color? The structure was made to make us the enemy Prayin' for change 'cause the pain makes you tender All of the names you refuse to remember Were somebody's brother or friend Son to a mother that's crying, see

I can't breathe You're taking my life from me I can' breathe Will anyone fight for me?

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