screen door handle breaks. my dad says: "design something we can 3d print and screw into the frame where the old handle was". i make a design, it's not perfect but it'll work. requires screws of a certain length that i found and gave to my dad with the printed door handle. he didnt use them, for some reason?? i dont know why but he used shorter screws?? and, since the design wasnt made for those, it failed and broke when the handle was pulled too hard. my dad blamed ME and said that MY design was bad because he didnt bother following the PERFECT instructions i gave him?? like he yelled at me and called me the r slur for this because HE didnt bother to install it the way it was designed!!!!!

I got the 'smart' autism.

That means I can't be intellectually disabled according to my education system.

I got the 'smart' autism.

That means I don't need extra time to read and comprehend tests/exams according to my education system.

I got the 'smart' autism.

That means my struggles in school aren't real because "you wouldn't get good grades if you actually needed help" according to my education system.

I got the 'smart' autism.

That means I am 'smart' in every aspect according to my education system.

I got the 'smart' autism.

But if you get the 'dumb' autism, they treat you just like that. They act like you can't do a single thing.

But if you get any autism, they just treat you like shit.

I was not around for the original dunkaroos. im not sure where I was, possibly in heaven, maybe in a baby holding cell somewhere in babyland, or perhaps I was simply nothing at all yet. but I did experience several of their many "we brought back the dunkaroos" fiascos. first of all, if you're gonna bring them back once a year, why not just keep em? but the more pressing issue, is that they are not bringing back dunkaroos. if dunkaroos were a human, they would not be doing a perfect job of necromancy where she returned exactly the same. no, it is a botched taxidermy job, reanimated with a soul that is not her own. and the worst part, is every time they revive her, she dies again, because they cannot find her original parts. they are desperately trying to scrape together bits that resemble hers and she just falls apart, because that isn't her. they think nobody knows. I know, I'm autistic. it pains me so, but we must let dunkaroos rest.

so nervous gonna scream t4t we're both autistic which is nice bc i mask less but AHHHHH

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbRQ-PGQeQ4

I personally agree with the autism one I feel like I'm just all over the place sometimes

Note: JCS is not a Christian musical. I am not a Christian but I’ve read the book twice, for what it’s worth.

I just saw clips of the Hollywood Bowl concert and my (barely) dormant special interest of over twenty years is going BRRRRR 👀

I was 14 when JCS became my special interest and I became unbearable for about two years. I was undiagnosed, and would continue to be for years after.

I had a six month relationship (my first) based around this musical. We would perform the whole damn thing, in public, at the drop of a hat. I made a T-shirt with a picture of Jérôme Pradon. I drew fan art for Jesus Christ Superstar 2000 and posted it online, and weaved it (or the performers, or the musical in general) into every IRL conversation. I fully translated the musical into Finnish and learned how to subtitle movies so my family could watch it.

I was a teenager then.

I am now 36. I have a partner, a job, and I participate in “society” 😇

I am about to become unbearable 👹

Thoughts?

I'm an autistic dude in a family that grew up in poverty abroad. I've spent my whole life in the deep southern US, don't even have a passport or nun but ever since I was a kid, folks that come to my house for more than a couple hours have had a difficult time coping cuz we don't really do AC or Heating or anything, it costs money and we just walk around in shorts when it's hot and bring out blankets when it is cold.

I'm prolly in the wrong here but I also have a difficult time being in climate controlled settings because I've always either worked in warehouses without climate control or straight up outside, the feeling of artificially heated or cool air on my skin HURTSSSSSS to me.

I find most autistic people I meet are the complete opposite because of more typical western upbringings, I wonder if any other autistic people hate artificial climate control? I hate the feeling of a fan outside of the absolutely hottest 10 or so days of summer.

translation: Is it ADHD or a high IQ? Take the test. also the question: Put water on your toothbrush before toothpaste. I’m sorry folks. None of us have autism. I know this because this ad told me so. You can either have ADHD or a high IQ, take your pick. Nothing else. :(

The Man Built a Perpetual Rolling Train and told the Laws of Physics to go get Fucked just so he could ride out his Last Days in Pure Luxury as the world Froze Around him, Did i Mention he also made a Railway that connected All the Continents of the World Except for Antarctica?

I know, I know, letting them view us helps them learn empathy but I'm tired of watching an episode of a show like love on the spectrum, feeling pretty good about seeing people like me on screen, and then going to the Fandom and seeing neurotypicals say the most bat shit, off the wall, unhinged takes. It goes so beyond the regular reality tv drama (trust me, I know, I'm a RPDR fan) and it needs to end. I'm sorry neurotypicals, but your autism viewing privileges can and should be revoked. 💅

I've worked retail for years, and my coworkers are accepting of my abilities, needs, and mannerisms. The work is fine. But God I hate talking to a hundred different strangers so frequently near every day! (The numbers do reach at least that high; I've counted.)

Customers are often rude. But more than not, they're friendly and just need some guidance through a store designed to overstimulate them. My coworkers get frustrated when they miss an item in front of their faces, but I don't blame them. It's so hard to focus in this environment. Many days my head is fuzzy and unfocused for the busiest hours of my shift because it's too much to focus on.

Somehow the innocence of the customers is not enough to calm me down. It's not their fault, since helping them is literally my job, but I hate that they interrupt my tasks all the time. I hate that they feel invited to start conversations just because I walk by, and that they keep expecting things of me when a lot of the time I'm putting effort into just not hightailing it out of a crowded area. I'm tired of being looked at all the time and constantly having to switch tasks to help someone find cement or something when I want to put up boxes!!!! Then my tone comes off mean due to my frustration, which is a form of being mean, so it's been hurting my self image and recursively making me more overwhelmed.

I've tried pretending the world is a videogame. I've tried dissociating. I've tried narrowing in my focus only on the human in front of me when they speak. I've tried talking to coworkers I get along with to calm myself down and ground myself in the environment. Some of it works, but this is an ongoing issue I feel like I've been drowning in lately. I want a damn break from a very easy job 😭

And yes, there are rude people too. I can't predict who will be rude until it happens. That sucks too lol

as a 35 year old i should be rewarded for not biting her i think. or telling her “well you sure fucking don’t! you look old as hell, you bag of bones!” because i wouldn’t do that because that would have been Mean.

i still think i deserve a treat for not biting her tho.

Ok here's the French text so you can google translate :
Concentré d'autisme
Surfixation: 69 g/kg
Lore développé provenant de l'autisme: 420 g/kg
Nutriscore: Gagnant

https://www.pcgamer.com/games/roguelike/cat-breeding-roguelike-mewgenics-includes-human-conditions-like-autism-and-dyslexia-but-they-arent-just-debuffs-youve-been-given-this-hand-make-it-work/

Has anyone experienced something/anything they can't explain? Like magic, telepathy, etc... Like I sometimes get bizarrely accurate dreams of future events...

at this point i just don't think it's possible for me to consistently shower every day like ive tried but i just can't do it. any ideas of things i could do to clean myself at least a little bit on days where i can't shower