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mumstheword
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So I'm feeling intensely and that "locked in" sense of myself, so I'm going to do what I do sometimes, write rhymes and poetry.
It's been a revelation, that I'm autistic, and that it's not been recognised, a huge source of frustration.
I NEED a resolution of some kind! It's simply time to find the validation and confirmation that I seek!
All my difficulties, the isolation, exploitation, sexual and otherwise, the negation, degradation, the being missed, as in like "not seen", not understood, talked down to, my lack of assertiveness, my intense need for things to add up, make sense; logic and truthfulness, my saving grace.
I cannot abide underhand, covert and deceptive.
Indirect is often lost on me.
People, you need to be in my face, requesting what you want from me, clearly or you will find, you are lost to my awareness of how to serve your needs!
I am immersed in my own inner world, ever learning, expressing or experiencing, so intense, just me, can be overwhelming, so imagine how your complexity and complicated needs not articulated, clearly, are perceived by me!
Sensory overload is the bane of my life and so easy to achieve!
Putting these feelings into words or actions, fascinates me, consumes me, exhausts me, confounds me, more often than not.
My thinking too simplistic or utterly complex and inexplicably difficult to articulate. My feelings sooo so intense and overwhelming!
I am, so often, a key that is tried in many locks, that never fits.
I want to find my tribe but fear that may never happen. I've tried, but this autism makes socializing so excruciatingly unnerving and add ptsd, and it's a recipe for isolation, more often than not.
I know I am loved, though, with a full heart and so many things stirring me, filling me up, it's so hard to contain ME!
But I'm odd, not easy, not cozy, not nearly or neatly contained.
Can you forgive me, include me or engage with me, on any level?
If not, that's ok, I'm learning how to roll with these clunky social punches. At least I am getting answers and inspired solutions to my existential quandries and conundrums.
It's been a revelation, that I'm autistic, and that it's not been recognised, a huge source of frustration.
I NEED a resolution of some kind! It's simply time to find the validation and confirmation that I seek!
All my difficulties, the isolation, exploitation, sexual and otherwise, the negation, degradation, the being missed, as in like "not seen", not understood, talked down to, my lack of assertiveness, my intense need for things to add up, make sense; logic and truthfulness, my saving grace.
I cannot abide underhand, covert and deceptive.
Indirect is often lost on me.
People, you need to be in my face, requesting what you want from me, clearly or you will find, you are lost to my awareness of how to serve your needs!
I am immersed in my own inner world, ever learning, expressing or experiencing, so intense, just me, can be overwhelming, so imagine how your complexity and complicated needs not articulated, clearly, are perceived by me!
Sensory overload is the bane of my life and so easy to achieve!
Putting these feelings into words or actions, fascinates me, consumes me, exhausts me, confounds me, more often than not.
My thinking too simplistic or utterly complex and inexplicably difficult to articulate. My feelings sooo so intense and overwhelming!
I am, so often, a key that is tried in many locks, that never fits.
I want to find my tribe but fear that may never happen. I've tried, but this autism makes socializing so excruciatingly unnerving and add ptsd, and it's a recipe for isolation, more often than not.
I know I am loved, though, with a full heart and so many things stirring me, filling me up, it's so hard to contain ME!
But I'm odd, not easy, not cozy, not nearly or neatly contained.
Can you forgive me, include me or engage with me, on any level?
If not, that's ok, I'm learning how to roll with these clunky social punches. At least I am getting answers and inspired solutions to my existential quandries and conundrums.