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[โ€“] [email protected] 2 points 2 months ago* (last edited 2 months ago) (1 children)

I don't have the same issues, but I get it. And yes, I don't "need to read" the subtitles, but I enjoy the clarification lol

I was a "toe-walker" as a kid, some tics I had to overcome, mild prosopagnosia, adhd stuff vs autistic traits, the audio processing issues... all kinda leaving me with a bunch of social anxiety because I can't always recognize or get to know people (who clearly remember me). I have to constantly play it off as being "aloof" or "head in the clouds". But truly, I just have delays in a few areas and can't always keep up with what's being presented. And the worse it is, the worse my anxiety becomes, leading to a cyclical issue. It's exhausting trying to "keep-up" sometimes

But ya know... fuck it. Just being aware has helped some. I still live a constantly awkward social life, but it's just how I am. I've accepted a lot of it and have learned to (mostly) appreciate my "quirks", and just be the best me that I can manage.

It's not so much that I'm autistic, but more so that I'm simply me.

Edit: I still don't really hear lyrics either, even with treatment. The voice is just another instrument to me (almost like a bass or a drum)...but I kinda like it, because I can always look the lyrics up and clarify... if the song slaps (aka, I'm obsessed). Every day is a new adventure lol

[โ€“] [email protected] 2 points 2 months ago* (last edited 2 months ago)

yeah, I hate this play pretend stuff to get out of being judged.

i recently realized that this could be masking, and i always did that, and I had completely false understanding about masking in autism.

god, I had so many awkard situations with not recognizing people... and friends and family dont believe me, because sure, i recognize them.

accepting my defects instead of being ashamed of them was very difficult. but it was the right path to go down, i am much happier then 10 years before.