The Disappearing Act
When the person who loves you can't understand that your silence isn't rejection. It's survival.
When the person who loves you can't understand that your silence isn't rejection. It's survival.
I colour-coded a packing list. Left two hours early. Forgot my medication and to lock the front door.
They say autistic people don't want connection. They are wrong about that. They are wrong about a lot of things.
You built your coping systems over decades. They weren't perfect but they worked — until somewhere around 40, they started failing. It might not be burnout. It might be your hormones.
I was forty-seven years old the first time my life made sense. Not in an inspiring way. In a sitting-on-the-bathroom-floor way.
You want routine. You also want to blow up your entire life every six weeks. You are not broken. You are AuDHD — and your brain is running two operating systems at once.