Opioids make living with autism bearable
On opioids, the cause of my depression/anxiety (my low social status due to autism) no longer concerns me, so I can finally do what I enjoy instead of worrying about the world.
Opioids have been shown in studies to lower one's perception of social rejection, and I notice exactly this. All the social slights and failures that would plague me before just run off my skin like water while I'm on opioids.
By essentially supplementing for the caring presence of other people (supplementing for love), opioids get rid of both anxiety and depression. No longer I am dependent upon the mercy of other people to feel emotional equanimity. And I absolutely prefer it that way.
I never really cared about society until it made me feel insecure and a desire to overcompensate for my deficits, and I recognize that game for what it is now: an effort to turn people who are abused and brutalized by the world into the most pliable and exploitable people, blaming themselves for what others have done to them like a house slave saying they're sorry and working double time. I am not a loser; I've won by finally freeing myself from this mental plantation.
On opioids, the cause of my depression/anxiety (my low social status due to autism) no longer concerns me, so I can finally do what I enjoy instead of worrying about the world.
Opioids have been shown in studies to lower one's perception of social rejection, and I notice exactly this. All the social slights and failures that would plague me before just run off my skin like water while I'm on opioids.
By essentially supplementing for the caring presence of other people (supplementing for love), opioids get rid of both anxiety and depression. No longer I am dependent upon the mercy of other people to feel emotional equanimity. And I absolutely prefer it that way.
I never really cared about society until it made me feel insecure and a desire to overcompensate for my deficits, and I recognize that game for what it is now: an effort to turn people who are abused and brutalized by the world into the most pliable and exploitable people, blaming themselves for what others have done to them like a house slave saying they're sorry and working double time. I am not a loser; I've won by finally freeing myself from this mental plantation.
