Tag: autismproblems

robothugscomic:

New comic! (link)

I am at my best when I have structure and predictability. I guess I thought when I was younger that I’d be cool and spontaneous and adventurous, but it turns out that that kind of lifestyle and my illness don’t mix.

So changes are hard for everyone, I know, and they’re really hard for me. And that means good changes too – even when I’m excited for something, it can be really hard on me to figure out how to manage the stress and uncertainty of what that good will look like.

I wish I could just enjoy things and be excited for them and look forward to awesome opportunities, and I do… but it’s hard on me. I guess I’ll never be easy going, which sort of hurts, but I’m ok. There’s lots of good things in my life, and I’m looking forward to (and worrying intensely about) future things to come.

today’s burning question, brought to you by my Pandora station:

Have I just outgrown this song, or have I really always hated it and just convinced myself I didn’t because my friends/boyfriend at the time liked it, and am only just now achieving sufficient distance/self-awareness/mental clarity to allow myself to actually hate it?

This question has come up, like, six or seven times in the last two hours.

star-anise:

mylemonginger:

does anybody else remember that time when tying our sweaters around our waists suddenly became very uncool, and we all had to start carrying them instead for the sake of fashion?

This.  This is the moment I would go back and undo if I had a time machine.

i can’t figure out if i never noticed that moment, or if i did and i just added it to the long list of things about which i decided not to give a fuck.

xenopolitics:

xenopolitics:

“heightened senses” as a superpower is bullshit bc that exists already irl, its not a scifi thing? its called autism

a new xmen animated series, each episode is titled things like “Lights Are My Enemy”, “regular ordinary chicken dissection,” and “i can’t be within five feet of a yankee candle store without crying”

edison-death-machine:

feathersmoons:

thatautismfeel:

that autism feel when your bad motor skills show up in weird ways so no one believes you that you have this symptom, like you can do very fine needlework and tiny drawings but you always misjudge how close you are to the corners of tables and chairs so you’re forever hitting your legs on things, and you just can’t seem to judge how far back to tip a can or a bottle sometimes, so you’ll spill soda all down your chin in public and feel completely embarrassed

SO. MANY. INEXPLICABLE. BRUISES. (I tend to phrase it as “sorry my proprioception just fainted.”)

so i’m not just Bad At Things?

I KNOW RIGHT?

feathersmoons:

thatautismfeel:

that autism feel when your bad motor skills show up in weird ways so no one believes you that you have this symptom, like you can do very fine needlework and tiny drawings but you always misjudge how close you are to the corners of tables and chairs so you’re forever hitting your legs on things, and you just can’t seem to judge how far back to tip a can or a bottle sometimes, so you’ll spill soda all down your chin in public and feel completely embarrassed

SO. MANY. INEXPLICABLE. BRUISES. (I tend to phrase it as “sorry my proprioception just fainted.”)

goldenheartedrose:

half-sassed:

goldenheartedrose:

metapianycist:

clockworkcrow:

metapianycist:

officialautismspeaks:

i went to look at this thing on the autism speaks website and it makes you fill out all this information to read the document

also “relationship to autism” “touched by autism”

what the fuck

*touches u with my autism*

[image: a dropdown menu on autism speaks’ website that asks what your “relationship to autism” is. options include “my friend’s family is touched by autism.” end of description]

one time in class we were watching a video about autism and it used the phrase “touched by autism”

my partner and i immediately turned to each other and started rubbing our hands all over each other’s faces and saying “u have been touched by autism”

that is beautiful.

Perfect.

My finger slipped.

I’m dying. Oh my god.

flavoracle:

isaacfhtagn:

mindcrankismycommander:

bass-borot:

bass-borot:

mscottwrites:

shadow27:

Chewbacca… his arms open.

This is some NEXT LEVEL nerd-ing and I nearly cried reading it.

I don’t get it

Please explain ;_;

There is a star trek TNG episode where Picard encounters a race that doesn’t speak in actual structured sentences but conveys ideas through story parralels. The ones referenced here are “Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra” – cooperation, “Shaka, when the walls fell” – failure and Temba, his arms wide/open" – signifying a gift.

http://memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Tamarian_language

nice

OK, but here’s what’s awesome/hilarious about this.

The whole point about why communicating with the Tamarians was so frustrating was because all of their communication was contextual. The problem wasn’t that Picard couldn’t understand what words they were saying (the universal translator worked fine) the problem was that he didn’t understand what THOSE WORDS TOGETHER HAD TO DO WITH ANYTHING.

Why is this hilarious/fascinating to me? Because this is essentially what people are doing today with memes. They are posting pictures and writing sentences THAT MAKE NO SENSE WITHOUT PRIOR CONTEXT.

If Picard beamed down right now, and you told him that Data is a cinnamon roll… you are a Tamarian.