@Dailyshifts - offering, as an observation:
In your OP you are clear that you did something - you made a mistake.
So, you were suffering from depression, and as a result of that, made what must have been a big error in judgement. And then, this:
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You say you apologized - but whatever penalty had been set in motion, it wasn't affected by your apology.
You believe you weren't responsible for your actions - and if you had told them you were suffering from depression, you believe that would have changed the outcome. Is that right?
I'm curious - has anyone ever talked with you about the usefulness in accepting that you did actually make a mistake, and that it's not completely out of the ordinary to have to deal with consequences?
You were most likely accused of trolling because of this:
Referring to "cliffhangers" in a thread about trauma trivializes the exchange with other members. We all know that disclosure is a big deal, a big step. This comment of yours just reads like attention-seeking, which is a trolling behavior.
Good to know. The trolling bar is lower than I thought. The other day someone on FB called me a Nazi for suggesting we wear masks. I wonder if that sentiment carries over to some members of this forum.
I don’t think sharing my health issue would’ve changed any of the consequences. In fact, I think it would have just added more risk that the powers that be would’ve thought I was shirking responsibility. I was a high achiever and maintained well till that last month when I made this mistake. I was one of the top students at my school and it was well known by the main people in power and the administration.
When you maintain well and achieve, it makes it even tougher for people to understand that you have a disability.
I took full ownership of my mistake and even brought what I did to my professors on my own accord. It didn’t matter. The powers that be showed zero mercy and the coverage of my mistake in public forums endured for five months.
I fully accept what I did. I made a mistake. The part I don’t fully accept and never will is the inequality between the offense and the consequences on career, personal life, and health.
I remind myself often that despite being in my own prison—my brain—I’m also a free man. There are so many people behind bars or gone forever who didn’t deserve the consequences they received, whether or not they were guilty of the charge.
BLM resonates with me and the civil rights movement has always hit me hard, despite not being directly affected by it. I have much to learn myself about the black American experience and while I’ve written about it, and have been published, I know I’m never going to understand it fully.
I always rooted for the underdog since I was a kid. My psychologists always said it was a natural response to suffering.
I experienced the divorce of my parents, the divorce of my mom and my step-dad, and the suicide of my mom all by 6. My mom was pregnant with me while battling breast cancer but due to a misdiagnosis by her OBGYN, she didn’t know she had cancer till her 8th month. I was born early so she could start chemo, was never breastfed, and missed a lot of physical and emotional contact with my mom from day one because she battled cancer in both breasts over the first 6 years of my life before she had enough and ended hers. I learned only recently about the misdiagnosis. Had she not been misdiagnosed, she would’ve likely aborted me. Back then doctors thought going through with a pregnancy while battling cancer was a very bad idea for the baby and the mother.
So yeah, whether your troll bar is very low or not, I’m not a troll and I’m a little bummed by the experience I’ve had here today. But I will remember it’s just a couple people and the world is large.
This isn’t the first time I’ve been misunderstood by people who have their own behavioral health challenges. It happens a lot and it’s why I don’t go to support groups anymore. Having a multitude of conditions makes it tough to find solidarity. Being high functioning also complicates matters because people doubt my illnesses. And it gets trickier in person because as an autistic, my tone of voice and facial expressions don’t always match my emotions. It means people misread me all the time. Many autistics experience this.