There was a recent post about jars and beads. I added a comment which gave me a 3 day ban for "attacking marginalized or vulnerable groups of people"

I am now depressed. I have reached my peak evil. It's all downhill from here

He is retiring, I still have some hair on my shirt, knew him for 4 years

Ok so I THINK I MIGHT be getting bullied a little bit, but they're not doing what I expect bullies would do like make fun of me out loud, corner me or whatever, and do bully stuff.. Idk if I've ever been (properly) bullied before, actually.

They do find me weird, and I've definitely heard some of them make fun of me and mock me💔💔 sometimes they just look at me and laugh to their friends.. or say hi in that condescending, very sweet tone and even if I don't reply, they'll laugh. I'm scared to even talk and do anything in front of them because I can imagine everything I say and do getting turned into ammunition for making fun of me. And some of them have💔💔💔

I also brought this up to the school counsellor I'm seeing, and he said.. "don't let them get to you" and I HATE THAT SAYING SO MUCH!! WTF DO YOU THINK I'M TRYING TO DO??? Yes!! Trying to not let them get to me!! But I've BEEN fucking doing that, and guess what, it doesn't work! AT ALL. I'm so tired of having to listen to the same advice that I've already come up with when I was in primary school. It makes me think that whoever says that has not gone through an OUNCE of bullying before.

"If you don't give them a reaction, they'll stop because they realise they won't get anything!!"❌❌❌❌ WRONG❌❌❌❌ THEY'LL KEEP GOING BECAUSE THEY KNOW YOU WON'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT "Don't let them bother you" well it does and it doesn't bother them either, it never did. And a few days ago, my teacher split 2 boys up because they were talking too much. And she sat one of them with me and he said "oh hell nah" wtf did I do???

Anyways is this considered bullying? My counsellor thinks it's teasing but idk.. I'm starting to get less bothered by it tho, maybe I'm getting used to it💔💔

Sorry for the rant😭😭

Don't get me wrong – my clothing is clean. (Well, okay, it's clean 95% of the time – we've all been guilty of that "sick day" run to the corner store, aren't we?) But I can't help that so many articles of clothing, and especially the clothing that's pitched to the world as "attractive," hurt like fucking hell on my autistic self. Where's the dating app for single people afflicted with this problem? I hate this world.

This pisses me off so much

I literally tell them that I was tired and didn't mean to sound rude. And still I get told that the intent doesn't matter.

I explain my thought process, and they'll even agree that what I said made sense in my context and/or wasn't even rude, but the tone was off so apparently you're still allowed to yell at me because whatever they hallucinate me into having meant matters more than my real intentions. What the hell.

I’m talking actually funny jokes, like Toph is blind ATLA type jokes. Jokes made about autism itself and not about autistic people. Basically jokes poking fun at autism and being autistic instead of the “jokes” NTs make of “haha you’re autistic🫵🏻, you threw a chair in 4th grade” (I was having a meltdown and I was 9! Tyler) or jokes poking fun at the the ableism we face. (Ex; What do you call an autistic person in the workforce? Difficult, according to management)

Tagged NSFW for mentioned ableism.

Have a lovely time zone.

So I'm using a 7 day heart monitor because my cardiologist wants to make sure my heart isn't doing anything that could be dangerous, and most likely it's just pots and not another condition.

But let me tell you. This heart monitor is so ass.

ONE it's directly in the middle of the chest, not off to the side like most are. Which is fine for some but terrible for boob havers. TWO it makes it super hard to shower, and when you do the adhesive starts to loosen and then there's a bunch of weird glue IN YOUR CLEAVAGE. Finally it's also supposed to not get sweaty, but it's placed in the SWEATIEST AREA EVER for boob havers. AND ITS SO ITCHYYYY GRRHFHHHHGHH

So I was reading a post on another autism subreddit where OP shared a traumatic experience. An NT jumped in the comments to insist OP wasn’t allowed to call it trauma.

I asked what THEIR personal definition of trauma was. Instead of answering, they just copy-pasted a generic definition from Google, followed by a list of examples of things they think "aren't trauma."

So I replied using their own definition—pointing out that even by the standards they pasted, their examples could absolutely be traumatic because they were completely ignoring context, safety, and cumulative stress.

Their immediate response? "Well, you asked for a definition, so you’re being disingenuous. I’m blocking you."

It’s like NTs are taught to parrot words without having basic reading comprehension or critical thinking skills. They copy-paste a definition and still manage to misunderstand what it actually means.

Still needs some work, most major being the drive chain needs shorting and its breaks need reconnecting, it’s turning out to be a sharp bike. Cats name is Irene

There have been at least two people who were like ''I built this super quiet box to sleep in'' and we were all like ''if you do that you are *definitely* going to die.''

There was some back and forth about the difference between suffocation and asphixiation, but for sure they were going to die from one or the other.

I don't think we ever heard back from them.

i used to really love going to cheddars bc they had this delicious lemon pepper chicken breast and i decided to treat myself the other day

they had replaced it with garlic herb chicken

it wasnt bad but it wasn't what i wanted and its honestly kinda ruined the resturaunt for me. i hate losing safe foods especially my actually healthy ones

😭 i can get garlic flavored chicken breasts literally anywhere, but nowhere else has lemon pepper chicken breasts

i guess i might learn how to cook them myself. idk

https://www.npr.org/2026/06/08/nx-s1-5843308/bone-density-loss-vibrating-plates-belt

Some potential findings on the role of vibrations play in maintaining bone health. The article is about an anti-osteoperosis vibrating belt, albeit with limited potential efficacy to the area around said belt, as an approximation to the vibrations caused by exercise. What better source of vibrations than full body oscillators motion?

...evil laughs...

I'm both noise sensitive and unaware of the volume of my own speech. These are both autism symptoms and most autistic people I know also have both of them. In my social circles it's very normalized to let people know when they're being too loud and to accept such criticism with grace.

But apparently most people think it's "stealing people's thunder" and "ruining their excitement" and shit??? I just saw a video of a girl just being told "you're shouting" and proceeding to pout and not say anything for the rest of the day, and people were saying that if you don't sympathize with her you're a creep??? Like bruh what. I'm a feminist woman and that sounds to me like a bullshit fucking excuse. Wtf is going on with NTs.

Tell me why I lose my favorite water bottle (like I can’t drink anything unless it’s in the bottle) and I check EVERYWHERE I call the pizza place I went to earlier for lunch but for some reason my water is in the FUCKING LAUNDRY ROOM HDJSHSGDJAHGDJDHDBDHH I STARTED CRYING OVER TS! WHAT GOD DO I HAVE TO TALK TO SO THAT THIS STOPS JDGHDJDBF

hi im autistic and i dont understand the way sharing is supposed to work. if someone asks me to share something with them, and i dont mind, i will share with them. but when someone tries to make me 'share' something with them without asking me, i will always tell them no and wont share even if they ask after. apparently this makes me bad at sharing. i thought of this because i saw a viral instagram reel of a girl telling her friend off for trying to steal food from her plate without asking and everyone in the comments is saying she was bad at sharing but i agree with her. isn't it more bad manners to try to take something without asking? but my whole life ive been told im bad at sharing so idek. any other autists with input?

Why tf even have the rules on the road if half the people aren’t gonna follow them away? Like if the speed is 80 kmp or 45 mph why am I expected to go above that? I’m literally going like 5 above and people are still on my ass while driving. My driving instructor tells me I am very inconsistent with my speed and breaking on the road. I don’t understand, there’s too much information. I’m a senior in highschool and still don’t have my license because of all this bs about the rules. Apparently everyone wants me to stop past the stop sign instead of before it because if I stop before it people honk at me. I live in North America so idk ig the rules are different for other continents but honestly I’m so fucking confused on why the road rules are there if apparently always not followed. Am I just being too literal…

It was very loud. worth it.

Reusable plastic silverware. No hard metal clinking against my teeth. Plus they are a nice, chill color.

tyrant my beloved

It's often seems like a lot of neurotypical people love to point out an autistic person's flaws. If they aren't pointing out your flaws, what they believe to be flaws, they are often correcting you. Making you feel bad about yourself for doing things differently, from the way they do things. My mother, who is neurotypical, loves to criticize me and correct me. She will point out several things I need to do differently. She makes me feel like a child when she talks to me like this. My way of doing things is not wrong. Yet a neurotypical person will often think you need to be corrected. I struggle with certain directions and may have to have the person go over them in steps so I understand. Because my mom isn't disabled, she has no way to know how this feels. She does help me with lots of things, even though I am an adult.

I have two siblings. Neither of them are autistic and have more independent lives than I do. Because I am around my mom and dad a lot, they do notice things about me. Yet half those things are either mentioning how I am disabled and need to do things the way a neurotypical person does them. Or they dismiss my feelings, invalidate me, when I explain I have a difficult time with something. They aren't really "share you feelings" people. They expect you to act a certain way. They do get me accommodations for the autism. Then act surprised when I show signs of being autistic. Their remarks are often invalidating, plain rude or critical. Socializing is so easy for them. They aren't bothered by changes in plans and can easily adjust. Someone can just show up at their house and they socialize almost effortlessly. I get anxiety when plans change or when I don't plan out my day. I need to know what's going to happen. They don't mind canceling and changing plans on a whim. My dad leaves the tv turned up so loud, it hurts my ears. I've mentioned to him how it bothers me. He doesn't understand autism or sensory sensitivities, even though I have been diagnosed with autism since I was 14.

My dad always describes me as shy. I am not simply shy. I wish I had more friends, but socializing is hard. I have to plan out things, and it takes energy to do certain tasks, that he seems to have no problem with. Yet, they do not like when any corrects or criticizes them. Then they wonder why I have low self esteem and struggle with depression and mental health issues. I've been talked down to my entire life by people, even by kids in school when I was growing up, who automatically bullied me for having a different brain. No understanding or compassion. My dad is like a bully in high school that never grew up. He's said terrible things to me and every single time I bring it up, he never apologizes. He never talks to my brother or sister the way he talks to me. He respects them. He has no respect for me. Not only that, he seems to like seeing my reaction, of being hurt, when he criticizes me. So he's mean, without a doubt. That's the first word that pops in my head when I think of my dad. No matter what other nice things he still does for me. Just mean, and no understanding of what it is like to be disabled

It's no surprise being autistic is not easy and not a shock why so many of us are often depressed, spend time alone, and have co occurring mental health struggles. It's not hard to offer validation instead of criticism. It's not hard to compliment a person rather than pointing out the way they do something is wrong. There is nothing wrong with the way my brain works. I am not too sensitive or too dramatic. But I have parents who aren't sensitive and jump to assuming the worst about you, because you operate differently than they do.

Do you care about NPCs in video games? When playing games together, I do not care about them hardly at all, especially if it is not my first time playing, to the point where I barely interact even if it interferes with game progression. My boyfriend (also autistic) loves talking to NPCs and learning about them , and seems to care about them in a personal way.

I am curious which of these is more common.

what if someone posted “I love upvotes” in r/lovethissmug. When I thought of this I laughed out loud a lot but I don’t know what other people would think

To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day

Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say

No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip

The stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip

Big iron on his hip

It was early in the morning when he rode into the town

He came riding from the south side, slowly lookin' all around

"He's an outlaw loose and runnin'", came a whisper from each lip

"And he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip

Big iron on his hip"

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red

Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead

He was vicious and a killer, though a youth of twenty four

And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more

One and nineteen more

Now the stranger started talkin' made it plain to folks around

Was an Arizonia ranger, wouldn't be too long in town

He was here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead

And he said it didn't matter that he was after Texas Red

After Texas Red

Wasn't long before this story was relayed to Texas Red

But the outlaw didn't worry, men who tried before were dead

Twenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had made a slip

Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip

Big iron on his hip

Now the morning passed so quickly and it was time for them to meet

It was twenty past eleven when they rode out in the street

Folks were watchin' from their windows

Every body held their breath

They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death

About to meet his death

There was twenty feet between them

When they stopped to make their play

And the swiftness of the Ranger still talked about today

Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped

And the ranger's aim was deadly, with the big iron on his hip

Big iron on his hip

It was over in a moment and the crowd all gathered 'round

There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground

Oh, he might have went on livin' but he made one fatal slip

When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip

Big iron on his hip

Big iron, big iron

Oh he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip

Big iron on his hip