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onesellcel
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- Jan 15, 2018
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I've never been diagnosed as autistic but I'm fairly certain I'm somewhere on the spectrum, I feel like there's something about me that a large chunk of people seem to just intrinsically hate. I had next to no friends in school, almost everyone has deleted me off Facebook and treat me like a leper and I really don't know why. I consider myself to be pretty tolerant and easy-going, I never judge anybody for their likes, dislikes, whatever, but I'll often times speak to someone a few times and then they'll either completely ignore me for the rest of my life or I'll become some sort of target of ridicule and a target for being made fun of and shit. It's even in my family, my mother has been extremely emotionally abusive over the summer of last year, singling me out, mocking me for breaking up with a girl and not having any friends, and neither my brother nor dad really stood up for me, I told her to go kill herself in anger (mistake to show people what hurts you, I know) and then she ran off and then they both started giving me shit saying that I really shouldn't have said it, like as if I said it out of nowhere, even though this was the day before my birthday and she'd being going hard at me for a few consecutive days at this point. I feel like people's reactions to what you say are almost entirely dependent on who you are, not what you said, and I'm completely sick of it. The weird part is that this phenomenon doesn't seem to extend to foreigners at all, I've had great friends and relationships with people from other countries but almost every white british person I've ever encountered seems to want me dead, or they give me the look of disgust reserved for the lowest incel, or they just ignore me which honestly is maybe the worst. It seems to be getting worse as I get older aswell, sometimes I'm really worried that I'm just going to be in total isolation, and if I lose what little contacts I have, I'm going to be truly fucked, because somebody like me going out on their own is a death sentence, people will look at me like as if I've just told them I am truly glad their mother died. Fuck man, maybe this isn't the right place for this post but sometimes I just feel so fucking low and I don't see any way out because it's almost entirely dependent on the reactions of others and I don't even know where to begin getting things better.