Do you ever feel like you’re just…off?
Like sometimes I get bothered by noises (the vacuum or the stove fan and ESPECIALLY the fire alarm)
I’m socially awkward, and admittedly in person interaction is kinda iffy for me. Maybe before it was difficult but now I just power through it and give it my best shot.
I did try to get a real job, 3 times.
They were all in fast food service, and I know the hustle and bustles was a lot for me. The last two didn’t last long (3 days max embarrassingly) the first actually lasted a month and only tanked when I was left alone on a rush and unprepared.
I’m really ashamed of myself.
My mom says I kinda see things in black and white with almost no grey, and I can see what she means.
It’s either one way or another and it’s rare that I can see a situation somewhere in the middle.
Sarcasm and jokes can easily fly over my head and I’ll take it too literally, completely missing the parts where it’s a joke.
Lately I’ll rock myself, just a little rocking back and forth if I feel uneasy or stressed, really thinking, or I’m a little bored. Just now I’ll tap my thumbs together if I try to think of what to say.
I really like stuff. I have plushies of a lot of things like Mario and Sonic and fnaf and Cuphead and bendy. I have a lot of fnaf books (not as much as manga but I got some)
I’m told I live in my head and I can’t say it’s wrong, a lot of the time I’m in my own brain. It’s not usually a bad thing but one I get going it’s hard to stop.
Sometimes it’s hard for me to truly understand what a person thinks or feels in the moment. Like my mom will have a stern look on her face but she’s just thinking rather than being upset. Or she’ll huff and I assume I did something wrong but she’s just sighing.
I like adventures. Like if someone said “get ready we’re going out” now I just go with it. But if someone asks for something literally moments after I sat down to draw, I’m upset but I obviously keep that to myself.
I always second guess and my confidence is barely much. Honestly I’m surprised no one has kicked me to the curb.
I just don’t understand why I’m like this.
And it makes me sad thinking something is wrong with me and I don’t know what it is.















