Hey uhhhh so I might’ve spilled the beans on my autism diagnosis to a friend I am not that close with (only have one like that) and am afraid I may have traumatized them
Hey uhhhh so I might’ve spilled the beans on my autism diagnosis to a friend I am not that close with (only have one like that) and am afraid I may have traumatized them
Lmao it’s so fucking ironic
This exact same situation I’m facing is one which is source of everything
I tried to share what I’ve discovered with a family member, they say I’m overreacting and “not that special.” Then I share something with someone (historically the only other irl person I know) to establish the slightest sense of trust as a last resort , they thank me for sharing it with them and we continue to talk about it a bit more. And then I feel like shit because I may have unintentionally traumatized them and they’re too nice to admit it. Goes back to the lifelong idea of not knowing “how much to share.” So you shut yourself away, ending in the most precarious feedback loop imaginable
I’m literally Charlie from flowers for algernon. “You mean I get to decide?” I have no idea how Daniel Keyes so brilliantly captured the essence of and gave meaning to all of the thoughts in all of my adolescent notebooks, but fucking bravo to him.