she told me we're all creepy strangers

One of the worst things about having autism for me is super-specific hyperfixations. Sometimes they are specifically on niche topics (fake video games), and sometimes it’s just stuff that I know the people around me aren’t interested in/don’t know anything about (Elden Ring), or something that I love but can barely find anything to engage with (Star Wars novels). The worst (aka what’s plaguing me right now and has been for a while) is when I get stuck on wanting to do something creative but don’t have any inspiration/don’t have the right supplies/can’t figure out how to do it/can’t get it to work/don’t have the energy, but the urge to do it torments me forever.

Instagram is confusing and I do not want to be perceived by AI so I have deleted my singular post on there and removed any identifying information from my bio. I’m still gonna be wandering around on there snatching up art inspo and other fun things, but I am now officially faceless. I’ve chosen what I want to eat me, and that is Tumblr.

Watched the Backrooms movie 👍 It was fun and fine 👍 I’ve had a terrible and weird day and this was a terrible and weird way to cap it off 👍 Wish me luck because now everything’s gonna look weird until tomorrow 👍 Thankfully I get to sleep through all the weird 👍👍👍