You could reliably find, on any given day, a post by somebody or other lamenting how some NT habit or idea was stupid. Small talk, amirite? We are so much better than that silly thing! Complete waste of breath!
I am mature enough to acknowledge that this sort of talk, in large doses, can be extremely tiresome. And yet, I still think it's better than this:
I wonder if couples ever step back and realize it's crazy they each found someone who loves them for them. I'll never experience this because I'm a piece of shit with a ton of mental issues like anxiety, adhd, autism, and aspergers. While I'm drowning under the knowledge that while I still try to be funny and social and make movies, my mental health is fucked to hell. You couples have fun and hold each other close. Sorry my therapist wasn't available and I just really want to be with somebody. Okay bye.
This comment, I'll point out, was in response to this listicle of bad date horror stories in which one blind date involved a man asking a woman if she'd pee in a funnel into his mouth. Which has got to be, at a minimum, a second date request. So we'll just add basic reading comprehension to the list of things "fucked to hell" with this guy, and I certainly hope his therapist can help with everything else.
I don't spend as much time hanging around in that sort of space right now, but when I do, it seems like the ratio of "We're so superior" to "God, I'm scum" posts is badly skewed.
And I remember, years ago, there were plenty of miserable posts - autistics have a particularly high rate of depression for reasons - but I just don't recall them being so uniformly self-hating. But now it seems like all the "life sucks" posts... they don't pin the blame on society, or autism, or even depression - it boils down to how they, personally, are terrible people. (Terrible because of autism or whatever, but still.)
Am I misremembering? Or did something... did something happen to this group of autistics to make them especially miserable? Seriously, what is going on?
I am mature enough to acknowledge that this sort of talk, in large doses, can be extremely tiresome. And yet, I still think it's better than this:
I wonder if couples ever step back and realize it's crazy they each found someone who loves them for them. I'll never experience this because I'm a piece of shit with a ton of mental issues like anxiety, adhd, autism, and aspergers. While I'm drowning under the knowledge that while I still try to be funny and social and make movies, my mental health is fucked to hell. You couples have fun and hold each other close. Sorry my therapist wasn't available and I just really want to be with somebody. Okay bye.
This comment, I'll point out, was in response to this listicle of bad date horror stories in which one blind date involved a man asking a woman if she'd pee in a funnel into his mouth. Which has got to be, at a minimum, a second date request. So we'll just add basic reading comprehension to the list of things "fucked to hell" with this guy, and I certainly hope his therapist can help with everything else.
I don't spend as much time hanging around in that sort of space right now, but when I do, it seems like the ratio of "We're so superior" to "God, I'm scum" posts is badly skewed.
And I remember, years ago, there were plenty of miserable posts - autistics have a particularly high rate of depression for reasons - but I just don't recall them being so uniformly self-hating. But now it seems like all the "life sucks" posts... they don't pin the blame on society, or autism, or even depression - it boils down to how they, personally, are terrible people. (Terrible because of autism or whatever, but still.)
Am I misremembering? Or did something... did something happen to this group of autistics to make them especially miserable? Seriously, what is going on?