u/JustAShadyLocal

I can be a well adjusted and semi-well spoken person but the moment I'm confused for longer than a minute I become so emotional and dysregulated.

The other day when applying for my first job there was a section where you were required to fill out if you had previous employment and couldn't continue with the application process until you field it out. There was no "N/A" instruction, it was formatted as if you already had a previous job. I looked everywhere on the internet if you needed to have previous credentials but everything, including this businesses website, monetized a no-previous work requirements. I was so confused and kept trying to figure out what I was doing wrong for half an hour, eventually leading to a frustrated breakdown until I texted a friend who told me to just type "N/A" for the entire page.

Over the last two months I've been avoiding a certain page on my colleges website that I have to complete before starting, but the instructions have been so confusing and contradictory and open than I've had multiple breakdowns about it and have felt terrible for my lack of competency. (I met with my advisor today to go through everything today and we sorted it out, so we're all good now on that front!)

Growing up whenever I was confused in class it was either I would go into a non-verbal shutdown or I would start sobbing.

I know logically it's not wrong to be confused, and I do not fault myself when I am, it just sucks that any logic and building blocks to achieve regulation goes out the window when I'm confused. I think it comes from a mix of the autism making me more susceptible to misunderstand things and assumptions within the world + the fact I had terrible guides around me growing up where confusion was frowned upon or just straight up made fun of and ignored. I'm curious if any other fellow neurodivergance experience this?

Junior year I had a job and a plan for the future, but my parents tore it all down, saying that we we're going to moving to their home country Thailand. Having no other choice than to go homeless if I stayed in the U.S., I decided to go with them after graduating. After senior year I quit my job and we all moved to Thailand, but it turns out that various promises my parents made were false. They said I would be able to get a job and go to college just fine, but I can't really do either of those! I don't speak much of the language here and they wanted me to lie about the country I reside in on work applications, which would cause SO MANY issues. And I can't go to college because I don't have money. My parents have decided to live off of social security and not work either, so we're also tight on money, and they refuse to help me pay for college.

I want to move back to the U.S. I actually have opportunities there, but my long-time friend said that they won't be able to roommate up for at least a year.

I've been thinking about doing art commissions and content creation but I don't know if I'm good enough, or if I'd be the one in one million to make it.

I want to go to college, I want to work, and I really want to cut off my parents and be independent! I just. I don't know what to do. ANY advice would be greatly appreciated! Please ask questions if you have any.

Junior year I had a job and a plan for the future, but my parents tore it all down, saying that we we're going to moving to their home country Thailand. Having no other choice than to go homeless if I stayed in the U.S., I decided to go with them after graduating. After senior year I quit my job and we all moved to Thailand, but it turns out that various promises my parents made were false. They said I would be able to get a job and go to college just fine, but I can't really do either of those! I don't speak much of the language here and they wanted me to lie about the country I reside in on work applications, which would cause SO MANY issues. And I can't go to college because I don't have money. My parents have decided to live off of social security and not work either, so we're also tight on money, and they refuse to help me pay for college.

I want to move back to the U.S. I actually have opportunities there, but my long-time friend said that they won't be able to roommate up for at least a year.

I've been thinking about doing art commissions and content creation but I don't know if I'm good enough, or if I'd be the one in one million to make it.

I want to go to college, I want to work, and I really want to cut off my parents and be independent! I just. I don't know what to do. ANY advice would be greatly appreciated! Please ask questions if you have any.

This is going to be a selfish, SELFISH rant that I will probably delete later, but I'm just so angry right now. I don't know what it is about food that makes me gets so emotional, but when I don't have safe food I get so upset and cry and pissy.

My dad has been swept up with work the last week and a half, I let him know a week ago that I ran out of all my safe foods and he acknowledged it. I asked him to go to the store soon, not that day, since I understand he's busy with work. But just some time soon. Cut to a week later and he still hasn't gone to the store. We have food at home, but it's either for my higher support needs autistic brother (So I'm not allowed to eat it), or it's stuff that makes me gag. (I would eat it, a grilled cheese sounds amazing! But all the bread is for my brother.)

I can't complain to my mother because she get's angry and annoyed that I just "Can't be normal". She did call my dad two days ago, letting him know I need food, but he still hasn't gotten food. Again today, he was contacted, but now it's been confirmed, via our digital Walmart list, that he isn't getting food tonight.

I would be more calm about this if I didn't find out he was fucking getting himself fast food multiple times a day for himself. But I can't say shit because then my mom will get pissy and then EVERYONES upset because I couldn't be a fucking normal kid with normal food tolerances and just eat what everyone else can. I'm gonna have to spend my birthday money on getting myself food from the nearby fast food place because I have no way to get to Walmart myself. Believe me, if I could just go there and get groceries I would have a week ago already.

This isn't the first time he's done this. He'll hold off getting me my safe foods because he doesn't feel like it. I've starved myself plenty of times in the past, that alone should prove that I can't just eat what my parents have.

How the hell do I get him to lock in and just go to the fucking store

Back in 2020 I used to play this vr experience a bunch, you couldn't do anything in the game, nor could you even see your own hands, it was just 20 minutes of a canoe going through a ton of fog. At some point a small animal, I think it was a dark colored dog, joins before hopping off near the end of the experience at a ship wreak. Through out the journey I think there were some flying fish that showed up briefly. I also remember some massive four legged giants showing up in a massive pack, they all were migrating one direction but did not pass near the boat. You could only see them from afar for a few minutes before they passed.

I have tried on and off to find this game but have failed. I've been on reddit some more recently so I've decided to give asking the community for help.

Edit: SOLVED! It was “Transition”

This post is for people who want to info/lore drop about their current interest! :D

Some prompt questions:
-When did this interest start?
-Why do you think your brain became invested in this interest?
-How do you engage with your interest? Online media? Collecting? Chatting with others?

Seeing the praise online about vograce and little complaints, I decided to order from them for the first time. A single standee. I ordered it on July 10th and after a few weeks, it said that they were 'preparing these items for shipping.' It's been like that for two weeks now. I tried to contact them a week ago but have received no response. Are they busy right now? Does it typically take this long for a single order? I'm more than fine to wait a month or two, I'm just worried my single order got lost in the sea.

Used to have a heart of gold, I would cry so very easily as a child, I empathized with everything and everyone. I was troubled, I didn't have the most kind environment growing up both at school and at home, but I continued to care for everyone, even kids who bullied me when I was younger. I just simply cared and it was impossible for me not to. When I got into middle school my friend group tripled in size due to school changes, things were really good between the seven of us! But then life hit and drama started, we were young, we were stupid, and some were more selfish than others.

Not gonna go into details due to me not being able to add more TW tags but some people in our group were way worse than the others, but unfortunately some of my friends still wanted to stand beside those who faked/committed horrid actions. Over the next few years things slowly shattered, friends turning into ex-friends, friends who chose the worse actors getting hurt more, and a lot of venting happening all over the place. I remember staying up so many nights waiting for texts back from friends I thought had killed themselves. I remember sitting in the car and looking at my phone despite car sickness getting the better of my stomach because my best friend was having an episode. I remember how many messages and links I sent just trying to help and then it not working. Finally, I myself quit being invested after what had to be the 27th time I thought my acquaintance was dead. I had already cut off so many of the group and I told the rest to never speak to me about mental stuff ever again. Some respected it, some tried to push, either way I no longer view any of those from that group as friends, more like acquaintances.

I made new friends after, ones that were better for me. But... every time my friends, or parents, or people I generally care about vent or have issues I feel nothing. I genuinely do not feel bad. I logically feel bad, but I don't even think on it. My friend told me her cat of 12 years died and I forgot the day she told me. My other irl vented to me frustrations about school, and I could only logically engage. My third cried in my arms months ago and it was like only the thinking part of my brain was working. When my parents are having a hard time I'm more worried about the logistics of how long it will last rather than how to comfort them. Nothing makes me feel bad for a person anymore, not on an emotional level at least.

I'm in a weird spot where my mom isn't transphobic, she fully supports mft and ftm individuals and the lgbt, but she doesn't believe in non-binary people or those of other gender identities. She's tried for many years to grasp the concept of people who go by they/them and just can't. My father doesn't understand nor indulge in the lgbt to even begin to wrap his head around it.