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There's this weird thing I've done a handful of times where I pretend to drink whiskey straight outta the bottle in front of foids who go to my gym who I sometimes see around my town in the park, I'll like pretend to drink straight out the bottle in front of them, and I think it's because I'm so fucking embarrassed and haunted by the fact that I'm so obviously autistic at a glance and therefore perceived as this bumbling harmless pityful figure, and this whiskey stunt is my desperate attempt at trying to rewrite their perception into unhinged alcoholic, I know that sounds worse at first but absolutely nothing burns my heart alive more than being perceived as this bumbling pityful autistic dude, I'd rather be perceived as an unhinged alcoholic instead because at least that erases the pity since no one feels pity for alcoholics because they "did it to themselves", it's one thing to be ugly and to have people be avoidant towards you, that also burns my soul alive with pain, but it's an entirely ballgame to be SO obviously "different" that people straight up just pity you, it's agony, and I guess this whiskey thing is me grasping at any straws I have available to try and rewrite their perception into ANYTHING ELSE besides "down syndrome esque character"
It's just sad tbh the more I ponder about stuff like this the more I realise just how much other people and society at large have fucking broken me, the fact that I'm so fucking ashamed of myself that id rather people perceive me as a rough alcoholic than anything remotely close to what I actually am
It's just sad tbh the more I ponder about stuff like this the more I realise just how much other people and society at large have fucking broken me, the fact that I'm so fucking ashamed of myself that id rather people perceive me as a rough alcoholic than anything remotely close to what I actually am





