- cross-posted to:
- memes@lemmy.ml
- cross-posted to:
- memes@lemmy.ml
When I get clocked as autistic I activate a defense mechanism where I play into the stereotype and pretend to be a hyper intelligent child in a 30 year old’s body.
This surprisingly works because I’m a woman (meaning society is infantalizing me anyway) and most of my hobbies are childish things like Sonic and Yu-Gi-Oh so it does allow me to indulge in them in public without fear.
So people just tend to think I’m adorable for some reason.
Sadly I couldn’t even stop doing that if I wanted to. I kinda do because I hate being stereotyped and I know I’m not doing other autistic people any favors… but… I swear it’s not even voluntary it’s like a weird reflex.
I even do this softer less intimidating voice that creeps my boyfriend out. Honestly I think I have another personality that’s just younger than my main one or something.
Ctrl + Shift + Esc is the real G way to open task manager.
I uninstalled ActLikePeopleExpect.exe, and now I’m much happier.
Mine is a virus and it’s somehow gotten into my BIOS.
You got to take some shrooms to wipe the BIOS clean and install a fresh OS.
I don’t do enough shrooms
Maybe one day when my survival doesn’t depend on the virus being there I will.
I still have it i just think it’s a very different version from what everyone else has. Or so I’m told.
I’m depressed AF and I’m supposed to running PretendingtoBeHappyAndNormal.exe but it crashed because its missing some NeurotransmitterBalance.dll files and I can’t download the .dll because the internet is too slow 🙃
Damn I’m not on the spectrum as far as I know, but I identify with this a lot. Expectations are heavy on the social creature.
Same. As an introvert I call this being “on”. Like making sure I smile appropriately and then wondering if I’m smiling too much, trying to establish a rapport when I’d rather just get to the point, remembering not to mutter to myself or make faces in response to my thoughts, and mirroring people’s body language. It’s easier just to be a weirdo!
Most of these types of posts are not really about autism specifically, it is just about social mores and feeling alienated, something which happens to most non-autistic people as well.
I often think of neurodiversity as operating systems. Most people, the neurotypicals, are running on Windows. But us neurospicy people, we run on Linux. There are a lot of distros, different, but still kinda similar in some ways, you’re usually not taught how to operate them, have to find out a lot by yourself though it isn’t necessarily hard to learn if you’really given the opportunity and your environment just lets you be without too much expectations to run Windows software. And mostly, the normies don’t get it and can’t be bothered to learn about it. (Also there’s Mac but that’s those weird people who say they are different but really only do it for the clout. Or they’re just artists.)
fuck u i don’t run linux I’m on BSD
Everyone gets to have their preferred flavor of mental illness.
Brain running Windows…
Maybe it really runs Linux and actlikepeople.exe needs WINE which explains why it doesn’t always work properly.
…with 4 GBs of RAM and a Celeron
So I guess I’m cousins with my school laptop then
Exactly what i’ve been saying for a while now. The analogy goes even further: Windows is often used to carry out day-to-day office work, while Linux is used on servers, research/development machines, and anytime you need something non-standard/flexibility.
When I was a teen I wanted nothing more than to fit in, now I’m older I want nothing more than to be seen as weird.
I kinda embraced that as a teen and honestly hurt me a lot over the years because I have an irrational, pathological need to be different even when it doesn’t matter and even when it takes way more effort and hurts me.
Or maybe it was always there idk
Same. Got any long lasting friends yet?
Nope
Yup. nods, walks away
“You know, I feel like making friends is so hard, and finding people who I’d like to be friends with is even harder.”
“Yeah, I feel the exact same way!”
“Weird! Well…good talk.” walks away
We’ll try this again in ten years
Just wait until you’re old.
I’m not “bent over to tie my shoe now my back hurts” old. What happens when I’m old?
Well, first off, you buy some Skechers slip ins.
More to the point, you find yourself going out into the world for the express purpose of being weird to innocent bystanders.
So more of the same then?