Is there actually something good from this?
I'm 20 and undiagnosed because I can't access a proper diagnosis. I know that's where this starts. But I've checked every box for autism and at this point, I'm tired of bullshitting myself about it.
It's very hard for me to accept it.
I don't know why me thinking that my personality was just different sounded better than admitting i actually have the condition people accused me of as sarcasm.
For every stage of my life, I was the source of entertainment for neruotypicals and family members. Even my siblings would make fun of sudden moves that i do under stress.
I had a very hard time learning how to greet people, how to start conversations, what to say, and what not to say. And im still struggling to do that.
Im 20 years old, a grown woman, and i still get heavily anxious before talking to a cashier.
I just know that I will go to college, people will notice that im off and start just waiting for me to do something that is considered weird just to laugh at it. I was heavily isolated and masking for a huge part of my life, almost every interaction i had was on something i genuinely don't care about but had to act like i do so i won't get harrassed for being rude.
I still have to perform because i won't be able to achieve much without having social skills.
It makes me sick how there is no actual good thing about this.
I don't get what hyperfocus or special interest gets you basically when you are slower in getting social cues and will get depression after being isolated. None of the good traits are something that can help me with me in life. It just made it harder for me to fit in. Im currently athiest in a muslim country and linege full of strict muslim, and idk if it has a hand on that because i was hardly able to see through bullshit.
I had an actual sensory overload two days ago and was crying for three hours because of a random sight that wasn't gross, but i felt like it was gross. Intense lighting distress me more than it should, i can't function if the temperature of a place was hot, people coughing irritates me for too long, and even the texture of my clothes feels too much. It's just contanst hell that I'm living in for absolutely no reason.