AWKWARD ZOMBIE

I'd rather not, those meters are all that lets me keep track of my progress

I just brought Le Comic to the Confession's thread. Woo.

These side quests are really annoying. Like, the time-related event flags only get triggered half. the time and the NPC hasn't arrived at the designated location, yet.

looking for group

buying gf

[Insufficient funds]

Just knowing that I have to do anything even mildly unpleasant and anxiety inducing in the future is enough to just make me shut down lately.

I don't know what I do with my life and I sometimes feel like I'll be letting my family's expectations of me down if I don't accomplish something extraordinary. I'm considered the "good kid" in my family, and I'm tired of the pressure I feel like that puts on me.

I have yet another sale idea, someone help me

I keep thinking about everything I say all the time. Since I'm kind of an idiot when it comes to speaking, I'm afraid people might misinterpret what I'm saying. Like, I'll think that someone may interpret something I've said as me being a sarcastic asshole, but I never mean any ill will unless it's extremely obvious. Everything I say on the internet ever gives me anxiety, even though it probably shouldn't.

It recently came to my attention that many things I say does sound unintentionally sarcastic to a few people on the internet.

And I already similar anxiety issues.

I had spinal fusion surgery 8 or so months back. I now have 2 titanium rods down my spine and 15 screws as well. The main recovery took 6 months, it that time I could not:
Bend over
Lift anything over 10 pounds
Twist around
BLT for short
So basically, I was a robot for 6 months... I also could not pick up my cat, it was the most horrible torture known to man.

I've had a feeling for years that I actually wasn't autistic and my Asperger's diagnosis was a mistake. Between personal experience with dozens of autistic kids growing up and reading people with Asperger's stories online, I often struggled to relate with them. Plus as I've gotten older my social skills have improved and I don't have the difficulties ASD people have in that area.

I managed to get reevaluated a few months back, and between that plus the opinions of people who work in fields where they help people with Asperger's, it seems that my gut feeling was right. Along the way it was discovered I have EDS, which, alongside my depression since childhood (which wrecked my social skills) and sensory processing disorder, made me display many symptoms that are present in people with ASD, when that wasn't it at all.

It feels weird, going from believing you were part of one group your whole life only to discover that it was a mistake. It makes me a little sad because I was getting the wrong kind of help for most of my childhood, but at the same time it feels relieving to no longer have a label I never felt comfortable with in the first place.

I was diagnosed with Asperger's in Highschool. It suddenly clicked as to why I could never properly related to other people when I read about it online.


Also, my Grandma used to sing with Roy Orbison. My grand-uncle was Joe South.
I come from a musical family and never really got into music writing.

My mother assumed I had Asperger's when I was younger because I didn't like meeting or talking to new people (see: life story in sad thread), but it turns out I just had my fill of people by the time I was seven.

I'm 100% normal, except for cyclical depressive episodes. yayyyy

As a child I had one teacher think I had developmental problems of some kind. My parents were convinced she was just a boring person and that's why she couldn't hold my interest.

No one ever bothered to diagnose me with anything as a child; I made good grades, what could possibly be wrong with me, right?

Then in college when people stopped handing things to me for free I realized life was kinda hard to handle, and finally got treated for depression/anxiety and ADD. And then I realized I had been dealing with that stuff pretty much my whole life, but I just assumed I'd be fine because everyone else assumed I'd be fine.

Moral of the story: uhhh, I dunno. Don't take shit for granted, I guess?