My Experiece With ASD

For the autistics who are always accused of being angry or moody when all they’re doing is sitting there.

For the autistics who take everything literally and respond sincerely.

For the autistics who come across as “blunt” or “rude” for being honest.

For the autistics who are called “control freaks” for needing a sense of order and routine.

For the autistics who get told to shut up for infodumping about uncomfortable topics.

For the autistics who find it too exhausting to mask and pretend to be sunny and friendly.

“What’s that, James? You tore your rotator cuff? Sorry, we have to let you go. What if the printer needed to be refilled and the other 200 people in this building were home sick? It just wouldn’t be fair.”

the first thing i want to point out is that the box of paper that @bransrath​ posted is not the weight of the box. the 20 lb in that description is the paper weight, which is the amount of force a piece of paper can take before tearing. i know this because it’s described as copy paper, and copy paper is by default 20 lb weight. so posting that picture as a ‘gotcha’ in response to this post is ignorant at best and intentionally ableist at worst. in reality, that box probably weighs no more than 15 lbs. 

secondly, i have never had to actually pick up one of these boxes ever. and i have to deal with them a lot, given that i’m a secretary who, prior to the pandemic, was printing off 1000+ pages of booklets per week. i’ve never had to pick these up because you can literally just open them, grab a ream of paper, and take it to the printer to load it in. there’s no fucking reason why you would need the whole box. most places, like my office, also store them on or near the ground because they’re heavy, so what i do is a just drag the boxes to their designated corner until they need to be used. 

And guess what? The deli continued to operate as usual. It affected nothing. Because any time something heavy needed to be lifted and I couldn’t do it, I would just swap places with someone who could. Like “Hey, I can’t lift this. If I help that customer for you will you put it where it goes real quick?” And life went on. I made a full recovery and got back to business as usual.

Stop quizzing us on queer history and asking us questions we aren’t qualified to answer about the world and about politics and about our identities

Stop trying to back us into a corner so you can justify your discrimination on the basis that we don’t know what we’re talking about or can’t “defend” ourselves to you

Stop treating every queer person that stands up and says “I want to be treated like a person” as if they’re an activist

Cut that bullshit out

Marginalised people just want to exist and be happy

I don’t know everything, and that doesn’t make me undeserving of your respect or my human rights you fucker

I don’t even owe you the stuff I do know- I still am entitled to basic fucking respect

:33 < "to be cringe is to be free" includes therians who want to do quads 24/7, always talk about warrior cats, always want to wear gear, even in public, and experience extreme dysphoria. that is their identity. let them be

B33 < "to be cringe is to be free" includes that introject/fictive that cannot let go of their source. (and typing quirks if they have one) they are trying their hardest, please leave them alone

:33 < "to be cringe is to be free" includes that queer person that wears a gajillion pins, carries pride flags everywhere, uses a bunch of xenogenders and neopronouns, has the most extreme flamboyant make up and makes queer jokes all the time. thats how they experience their queerness

B33 < "to be cringe is to be free" includes the plurals/systems who talk about being a system/being plural all the time and make system jokes and references to their headspace 24/7. all experience are different

:33 < "to be cringe is to be free" includes that scene kid that wears heavy make up, a bunch of accessories that dont even mix together, and always talks about their sparkledog fursona. thats how they express themselves