Musings of a mildly amusing muse

writing sex scenes

how to tell if a movie is shit

Okay so this is so important. Please don’t ignore this post if you think it doesn’t apply to you, because even if it doesn’t, it could be happening to someone you care about. And it may seem like nothing, it feels like it’s nothing for a while but after hearing people say just how boring or dumb something you love is… well, you start to believe it. Before you realise it you find yourself not finishing stories or sentences because there’s a voice in your head saying “shut up, no one cares” and just like that those things you used to love so much lose their spark. They no longer make you as happy as before, everything is tainted and you hate yourself for not fitting in, for not being as interesting as everyone else. Because if everyone says you aren’t then they must be right? But no! It’s not true and you tell yourself that everytime, but it’s not enough. You have to learn to love the things you used to love again.

Also, speaking as an autistic dude rebloggin from another autistic dude, this treatment/feeling is so much a part of the autistic experience it ain’t even funny.

We’re all very different people and what I’ve gotten from a lot of you, and a lot of the community in general, is that sometimes we’re a group of people who don’t necessarily always fit in. Until we find each other here…and find a place to be.