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#an autistic child
philsmeatylegss · 9 months
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Winner by Conan Gray is so growing up with a bpd parent core
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neuroticboyfriend · 1 year
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all your stuffed animals love you. they're not sad if they're in a box, or on the floor, or not held/played with as much. they understand. they know that you might need another stuffie more, or that you don't have enough space. they're just happy to be with you, and if you ever give them away, they'll be happy there too. stuffies are for comfort. they understand. they love you too. it's okay.
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candyk1ller · 5 months
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now let’s see who’s really been behind all these slaughters!
*unmasks springtrap*
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WILLIAM AFTON???????
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dreamdropsystem · 2 months
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We always talk about how autistic adults are adults, and that's true. but shoutout to the autistics that :
age regress
pet regress
don't feel human
are age stunted by trauma
who feel like a teen/child for whatever reason
who want to be a child again
age sliders in a system
littles in a system
middles in a system
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ansburg · 6 months
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it's a good old life, isn't it?
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inkskinned · 3 months
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crows use tools and like to slide down snowy hills. today we saw a goose with a hurt foot who was kept safe by his flock - before taking off, they waited for him to catch up. there are colors only butterflies see. reindeer are matriarchical. cows have best friends and 4 stomachs and like jazz music. i watched a video recently of an octopus making himself a door out of a coconut shell.
i am a little soft, okay. but sometimes i can't talk either. the world is like fractal light to me, and passes through my skin in tendrils. i feel certain small things like a catapult; i skirt around the big things and somehow arrive in crisis without ever realizing i'm in pain.
in 5th grade we read The Curious Incident of the Dog In The Night-time, which is about a young autistic boy. it is how they introduced us to empathy about neurotypes, which was well-timed: around 10 years old was when i started having my life fully ruined by symptoms. people started noticing.
i wonder if birds can tell if another bird is odd. like the phrase odd duck. i have to believe that all odd ducks are still very much loved by the other normal ducks. i have to believe that, or i will cry.
i remember my 5th grade teacher holding the curious incident up, dazzled by the language written by someone who is neurotypical. my teacher said: "sometimes i want to cut open their mind to know exactly how autistics are thinking. it's just so different! they must see the world so strangely!" later, at 22, in my education classes, we were taught to say a person with autism or a person on the spectrum or neurodivergent. i actually personally kind of like person-first language - it implies the other person is trying to protect me from myself. i know they had to teach themselves that pattern of speech, is all, and it shows they're at least trying. and i was a person first, even if i wasn't good at it.
plants learn information. they must encode data somehow, but where would they store it? when you cut open a sapling, you cannot find the how they think - if they "think" at all. they learn, but do not think. i want to paint that process - i think it would be mostly purple and blue.
the book was not about me, it was about a young boy. his life was patterned into a different set of categories. he did not cry about the tag on his shirt. i remember reading it and saying to myself: i am wrong, and broken, but it isn't in this way. something else is wrong with me instead. later, in that same person-first education class, my teacher would bring up the curious incident and mention that it is now widely panned as being inaccurate and stereotypical. she frowned and said we might not know how a person with autism thinks, but it is unlikely to be expressed in that way. this book was written with the best intentions by a special-ed teacher, but there's some debate as to if somebody who was on the spectrum would be even able to write something like this.
we might not understand it, but crows and ravens have developed their own language. this is also true of whales, dolphins, and many other species. i do not know how a crow thinks, but we do know they can problem solve. (is "thinking" equal to "problem solving"? or is "thinking" data processing? data management?) i do not know how my dog thinks, either, but we "talk" all the same - i know what he is asking for, even if he only asks once.
i am not a dolphin or reindeer or a dog in the nighttime, but i am an odd duck. in the ugly duckling, she grows up and comes home and is beautiful and finds her soulmate. all that ugliness she experienced lives in downy feathers inside of her, staining everything a muted grey. she is beautiful eventually, though, so she is loved. they do not want to cut her open to see how she thinks.
a while ago i got into an argument with a classmate about that weird sia music video about autism. my classmate said she thought it was good to raise awareness. i told her they should have just hired someone else to do it. she said it's not fair to an autistic person to expect them to be able to handle that kind of a thing.
today i saw a goose, and he was limping. i want to be loved like a flock loves a wounded creature: the phrase taken under a wing. which is to say i have always known i am not normal. desperate, mewling - i want to be loved beyond words.
loved beyond thinking.
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lomlompurim · 5 months
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respost separated from the og post bc I really liked this silly little thing I made
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And a little extra of my own
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little binghe has a goal in this life and it only gets worse once he mets sqq, no one dares to threaten his position as sqq's future wife, he literally was born to be his spouse!!
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mintyscuriocabinet · 29 days
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Minty's Affirmations For My Fellow Boy Regressors (Cis, Trans and Everywhere in Between)
💙 It's okay to regress.
💙 It's okay to have 'girly' interests.
💙 It's okay to cry.
💙 It's okay to prioritise your self care.
💙 It's okay to feel vulnerable.
💙 It's okay to set boundaries.
💙 You will be okay.
Kink blogs, this is not for you.
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t00thpasteface · 8 months
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a vivid childhood memory. don't worry, it's fine, he infodumped about superman to me and then dutifully returned me to my mom (who let me wander off again pretty much immediately)
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childlikegoblinqueen · 6 months
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Commission by the amazing @astrolavas !!!!
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Hunter and Gus taking Raine to a Weird Al show. Tickets? Check. Hawaiian Shirts? Check.
Raine has NO CLUE what they are in for.
One Shot Fan Fic below.
My MySpace Page is all totally pimped out! Got people begging for my top 8 spaces!
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cable-salamder · 1 day
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The way I physically feel myself age every time I see early season Zane is probably not healthy. How do I deal with knowing that he first appeared on the screen in front of me 13 years ago?? I proceeded to relate to him to such an amount that I’m surprised my mother didn’t think I was funky. Anyways, baby boy Zane continues to be baby boy.
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guiltyidealist · 10 months
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"my child is fine" your child was a pleasure to have in class
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joyboyish · 1 year
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luffy has a special interest in beetles. he collects them, has a beetle tank thing, feeds them, etc. sometimes robin will knit them tiny hats, or scarves. chopper tells him what their saying and loves watching him take care of them. one time luffy let one out bc it wanted fresh air and it ended with franky sitting on it, robin making tiny coffins, and nami being forced to preform a funeral service. theres now a beetle graveyard in the boys room.
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yendts · 4 months
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baby scorpius 🤍 ft. draco and astoria
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fishareglorious · 4 months
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Jessica is on the chat, she's just too busy asking Blonney what 'gay' means.
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partywithponies · 4 months
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Shoutout to iconic british kid's books that are framed like you're supposed to pick one of two siblings to side with and hate the other one, but when you read them as an adult you realise the parents are just horribly emotionally abusive and pitting the siblings against each other by making them into the golden child and the scapegoat, and they're both victims, and the parents just never get called out on this or face any consequences or learn the error of their ways at any point.
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