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antelopelovefan · 29 days
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My parents used to write notes documenting how many eggs/wrapped-gifts/etc were hidden in each room for my Easter-morning egg hunt. Living room: 4 eggs, 2 wrapped gifts Dining room: 1 wrapped gifts, 3 eggs Kitchen: Nothing hidden etc
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antelopelovefan · 2 months
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Me: Autistic people loving trains is such a stereotype.
Also me: Is sad when they replaced train cabooses with a red light.
Also also me: Oooo! That train has four engines up front! I wonder what's in those box cars.
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antelopelovefan · 2 months
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Barbara, the illustrious CFO of Keeley Jones PR is 100% autistic-coded.
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antelopelovefan · 2 months
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I am now comfortable telling total strangers that I'm autistic. Still haven't told 80% of my family.
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antelopelovefan · 5 months
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Avoid the Tone Problems with these Helpful Phrases
These are aimed a little more towards a professional/office environment but they can also be helpful in daily life.
 "Have you considered..."
Useful for presenting an alternate opinion in a softer way. I like this approach because it leaves the other person room to present me with additional information about their decision-making process. Often, there's a reason for the decision that I'm not seeing.
 "Maybe I'm confused/misunderstanding but..."
This one is nice where I've been told to do something one way but am being presented with something contradictory.
 "I'm unsure about how to go about..."
I like this one when I'm being asked to do something I don't think makes sense (or if I actually don't understand).
 "My understanding about <thing> was <whatever>. Do you have any additional context you can share?"
Another good one for if I'm getting conflicting information from different source.
"I have some concerns about <whatever>"
This is nice for starting about a conversation about something I'm being asked to do that doesn't make sense.
"You might already be aware of but…"
This is good for sharing information without making someone feel called out for not knowing something.
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antelopelovefan · 5 months
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I successfully made a phone call and left a message. Can I go back to bed now?
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antelopelovefan · 5 months
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Me: *after a particularly bad meltdown, wearing ear protectors and stimming to regulate* "What if I'm faking this?"
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antelopelovefan · 6 months
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So it turns out that people can't tell when I'm drunk because the mask is the same either way.
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antelopelovefan · 7 months
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Dear Neurotypicals-
Why is it so goddamn hard for you to answer a yes or no question?
Stop answering what you think I'm asking and just respond to my actual words!
Love,
Your Autistic Friend/Family-member who is slowly going insane from asking the same question over and over.
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antelopelovefan · 7 months
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It's very annoying when my disability actually disables me. Like c'mon, I've got shit to do today.
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antelopelovefan · 7 months
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STORY TIME:
I work in a decent sized, local, indie bookstore. It’s a great job 99% of the time and a lot of our customers are pretty neat people. Any who, middle of the day this little old lady comes up. She’s lovably kooky. She effuses how much she loves the store and how she wishes she could spend more time in it but her husband is waiting in the car (OH! I BETTER BUY HIM SOME CHOCOLATE!), she piles a bunch of art supplies on the counter and then stops and tells me how my bangs are beautiful and remind her of the ocean (“Wooooosh” she says, making a wave gesture with her hand)
Ok. I think to myself. Awesomely happy, weird little old ladies are my favorite kind of customer. They’re thrilled about everything and they’re comfortably bananas. I can have a good time with this one. So we chat and it’s nice.
Then this kid, who’s been up my counter a few times to gather his school textbooks, comes up in line behind her (we’re connected to a major university in the city so we have a lot of harried students pass through). She turns around to him and, out of nowhere, demands that he put his textbooks on the counter. He’s confused but she explains that she’s going to buy his textbooks.
He goes sheetrock white. He refuses and adamantly insists that she can’t do that. It’s like, $400 worth of textbooks. She, this tiny old woman, bodily takes them out of her hands, throws them on the counter and turns to me with a intense stare and tells me to put them on her bill. The kid at this point is practically in tears. He’s confused and shocked and grateful. Then she turns to him and says “you need chocolate.” She starts grabbing handfuls of chocolates and putting them in her pile.
He keeps asking her “why are you doing this?” She responds “Do you like Harry Potter?“ and throws a copy of the new Cursed Child on the pile too.
Finally she’s done and I ring her up for a crazy amount of money. She pays and asks me to please give the kid a few bags for his stuff. While I’m bagging up her merchandise the kid hugs her. We’re both telling her how amazing she is and what an awesome thing she’s done. She turns to both of us and says probably one of the most profound, unscripted things I’ve ever had someone say:
“It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.”
The kid thanks her again and leaves. I tell her again how awesome she is. She’s staring out the door after him and says to me: “My son is a homeless meth addict. I don’t know what I did. I see that boy and I see the man my son could have been if someone had chosen to be kind to him at just the right time.”
I’ve bagged up all her stuff and at this point am super awkward and feel like I should say something but I don’t know what. Then she turns to me and says: I wish I could have bangs like that but my darn hair is just too curly.“ And leaves.
And that is the story of the best customer I’ve ever had. Be kind to somebody today.
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antelopelovefan · 7 months
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If you ever need someone to find issues with your step-by-step instructions, just ask an Autistic person to follow the steps.
We will find every inconsistency or ambiguity.
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antelopelovefan · 8 months
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Since I discovered that “step out of your comfort zone” is supposed to mean “safely experiment with doing small things to expand your life experience” and not “ignore the fact that you are disabled and cause yourself physical and emotional pain until you have a meltdown and then stay in bed for two days straight”, my life has drastically improved.
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antelopelovefan · 8 months
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Autistic people don't have empathy
Me, carefully replanting all of the Minecraft villager's crops so they don't get hungry.
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antelopelovefan · 9 months
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It's not that I'm antisocial or I hate people.
I just want real conversations, not smalltalk or someone monologuing at me.
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antelopelovefan · 10 months
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Look, I'm hanging on the best I can.
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antelopelovefan · 11 months
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Being massaged is nice. Being _scratched_ is AMAZING. I would 100% pay someone to scratch me for an hour. My back or head is best but even arms and legs or face is good too.
I'm almost always in some degree of minor discomfort. I can feel tags on clothes or fabric has a weird texture or the chair I'm sitting in is wrong or I can feel the hair on my head or my body or there's a weird sound and blinking light. The list goes on and on.
But I've discovered that being scratched short-circuits all of that and the scratching becomes the only thing I'm aware of.
It's like a white-noise generator for my entire body.
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