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Originally Posted by The_little_didgee
You seem conflicted. Why be like the masses? What you see isn't reality. Mainstream society is a facade. Why don't you consider working on your strengths and finding a place where you naturally fit, instead of worrying about the nasty labels people have put on you, because you are different? Being different can definitely have a lot of advantages, especially if you embrace it. It is a part of who you are.
If you are not real with yourself it will be very hard to be content and succeed in life.
I hope that didn't come across as harsh. Sorry, if it did. It wasn't my intent.
As a lady with ASD I went through a lot of similar experiences that you are going through right now when I was younger. It gets better, you just have to work with who you are.
Some of us cannot fake our ways through life very well. There is absolutely nothing wrong with not being able to put that off. Wouldn't you rather be content than miserable?
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You're right.
I used to think like this but ever since starting college, it is hard for me to hold on to that way of thinking when I am craving human connection and I have to deal with a lot of these young college students fresh out of high school figuring things out. I am triggered at least once every day that I'm at school. I feel like an outsider. I am trying to get better at dealing with people but it's hard for me.
In fact, today, I got frustrated with this girl in my class. We were about to leave to go to a lecture and I suck at taking notes and I was in a bad mood so I was grumbling and she was all like "don't need to be so negative buddy". I bit my tongue but in my head I was cursing her for being a mainstream Starbucks sipping idiot who will be poorer than me in a few years because she buys $5 lattes everyday and I live on $3-5 a day on average. Later on after we left the lecture, we went into a room to discuss notes and our upcoming assignments and the professor was having us get folders and I was passing the folders to the table behind me where she was sitting and I threw her folder at her while giving her a malicious glare. I excused myself from class afterwards under the guise of me being stressed out because of work and school.
That is just one example of the type of B.S that has been frustrating me every day.