the thing that always gets me ESPECIALLY about autistic representation in media is that we are universally portrayed as happy-go-lucky, whimsical children, completely oblivious to the fact that the world constantly judges and scorns and HATES us.
We notice. I noticed. The reason I am as messed up as I am today is because i spent 20 LONG years in an environment where every day i was subjected to that. To noticing.
what an absolutely neurotypical view of us. Coddling themselves, getting to act like the way they treat us is fine because we don't understand that our peers dont respect us. Why would we? We're so subhuman to them, it's like asking if your cat notices you playfully insulting it.
Every autistic person I've ever met is on some level bitter and angry and TRAUMATIZED at their upbringing. Of having to go through school as the laughing stock, as the weirdo with no friends who no one wants to talk to, as the animal in the corner you can make do cheap tricks so they can experience some Simulacra of what genuine human connection is.
Now tell me, does it sound like I didn't notice?
There IS better autism research they could be doing, like trying to discover other medications that help with sensory issues and quality of life problems and trying to get better childhood diagnosis rates for autistic girls. But no, the decades long useless search to find out what causes autism and how to eliminate it continues. The push for “autism research” is never really about how to make things better for autistic people, it’s about how to make autistic people stop existing and that is nottttt possible. But they’ll continue to fixate on it.
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Character concept: A widely adored socialite who is so well-liked because she evidently just adores everyone right back. Not just social peers, those that outrank her and those beneath her, but everyone. She'll call every person she meets pet names, everyone is a "sweetheart" and "darling" to her, being just as interested in finding out what's troubling the heart of a random maid passing her in someone's mansion hallway as she is of the happiness and wellbeing of her own nieces.
The thing is, she's face blind as hell and also bad with names. So when she greets someone as "darling" and asks how they're doing like she's embracing a lifelong friend, there's like a 60% chance that she has no fucking clue who the hell this is and if she even knows this person at all.
merch idea
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of course! ;)
bassie my granrdaughter who is five seconds away from a breakdown but with no resources to help with that and also actively refusing help out of fear
"doubles dni" no. actually doubles get over here immediately so that we can be mutuals and babble about our memories. doubles be my friend please