#undiagnosed autism culture

[autismcultureis]

undiagnosed autism culture is getting 'very high symptoms of autism' on every online autism test ever

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[adhdxxsdiary]

Undiagnosed autistic culture is obsessing over the topic of autism, feeling validated by the incredible similarities in your own life, relating to every autistic individual in some way or another, fulfilling most if not all DSM 5 criteria on ASD, taking every autistic test you could find online all confirming you are very likely autistic...

...but still end up doubting you even have it.

[welcome-to-the-agender-agenda]

When you're listening to music and you find that one specific tune that hits the spot and listen to it on repeat for the rest of the day.

[purpurrock]

autistic culture is when the only two options in life is to mask and conform to everyone's bullshit while hating yourself because you're not you, or unmasking and being yourself but everyone hates you for being you. Plot twist you're miserable both ways because it's very tiring and being hated isn't fun.

[ineedfairypee]

Fake it til you make it

[lllostgirlll]

man if i could roll my r’s my vocal stims would go CRAZY

[boxbunny63]

whenever i put tight jeans on i feel like im going to vomit and start crying. i wish i was kidding. even worse whenever i freak out and immediately try to get the evil pants off my legs my sister and mom are like "omg ur literally the most dramatic mf i ever met 😒" like SORRY i dont like the feeling of NEEDING TO CRY AND SOB whenever i wear jeans that are a LITTLE TOO TIGHT.

[my-gender-is-void]

The "gifted kid who didn't need to study" to "neurodivergent burnt out college student who doesn't know how to study" pipeline is very real and I don't like that I'm experiencing it, I need to graduate to get a job and get out of my parents house and get better mentally and physically. 🥲

[ndcultureis]

undiagnosed adhd/ autism culture is convincing yourself that you couldnt possibly be ND and that you're just "faking", so you repress the traits that have been surfacing lately, but then slowly realize that it's the literal definition of masking

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[wowacoolusername]

no cuz its actually awesome when you ramble to me about things only you might care about. I love to hear you talk because you deserve to be heard

[currently-getting-a-diagnosis]

Black Autistic Culture is people not comprehending the fact of that black people can even be autistic in the first place.

[autismcultureis]

Undiagnosed Audhd culture is having a butt load of “mini routines” instead of strict routines or schedules (because it’s easier to keep and you can still have some spontaneity.)

(ex, I wash my hands in a certain order every time, I put on my clothes in a certain order, I have one app I always use in social situations for familiarity, I get ready for school in the same order every weekday, I solve problems using the same method(s) every time, I eat my food in the same spot every day, I sleep with the same things around me every day no matter my location)

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[bifflesnitch]

The undiagnosed neurodivergent experience of being the only friend to all the obvious/non-masking neurodiverse kids who used to get bullied by everyone else at school because you didn't see anything wrong with them.

[noanomi]

Hey Tumblr here’s my first Actual Post hope ya like it:

Do you have ADHD and/or autism? Do you have a problem with noticing people messaged you, thinking, “I like that person, I should reply! But I don’t have the energy right now. I’ll remember to get back to them later,” and then never speaking to them again?

Well boy, do I have a thing-some-people-people-might-call-a-hack-and-might-help-you-but-it-also-might-not-solve-a-single-fucking-thing for YOU! That wasn’t a hyperlink, but I applaud your instincts.

Ready? I know, you skipped down here as soon as you saw the red text anyway. Don’t open it.

Don’t!

Dooooon’t!

DON’T DO IT

That red notification thing? That little berry your lil hunter-gatherer brain wants you to pluck RIGHT NOW or you’ll never eat again and you’ll die?

Don’t you dare pick it, you little shit. THAT berry. That specific one. You saw the name. That’s all you needed. Think about it. I mean consciously sit there and think about that berry for a second.

That’s now a special berry. You do not touch that berry until you want another goddamn berry and you’re ready to go foragin’.

“But they might think I’m rude if I don’t at least give them a read receipt!”

No the fuck they won’t. They’re gonna think you’re rude when you send em a signal that you never wanna talk to them again.

No read receipt, no perceived rejection on their end. They’ll just think you were at work, or were driving, or in the middle of the hottest sex they can imagine. (Those three options specifically.)

But you know better. You know you have that special berry that you’ve made a very incredibly specific plan to pick later.

Here’s an entirely unrelated meme to break up the post into more digestible chunks for you.

Accidentally open that notification up because you were scrolling through the Discord and monkey brain got too powerful to resist for a minute?

You now have permission to be weird. Don’t worry, everybody knows you’re weird anyway. Act the part. Do one of these little jams:

Honey you just miraculously put that berry back on the bush. You’re an affront to nature and you will soon dethrone G-d for daring think berries can not go back on bushes.

*sigh*

I know, you probably already have thousands of berries built up from weeks, months, even years of avoiding all contact.

Do the following now, honey. Right now. You operate best on now.

Go through and tap and clear everything. Do it fast. Don’t think too much. Just gobble up all the berries you can. Try to keep an eye out for berries you wanna eat later and drop one of the Little Jams worded in whatever way feels most appropriate for the time it’s been since that last message arrived. Again, don’t overthink it. Keep it short if you have to. It’s better than what you’ve been doing.

Conclusion paragraph. That was all I had to say. Now read it again, you didn’t actually register half of what I said. If you didn’t do the purge thing when I said so, reblog this so that when somebody interacts you’ll get another berry that tells you to go clear your berries.

[merakimagic]

Ummm… if you have every wondered what it’s like to have ADHD, Autism (Lvl 1), Anxiety and Depression but also have an overwhelming sense that you need to be strong and perfect then here’s a message I just sent to my friend because I needed to let someone in and didn’t know who else to say it to.

It seems to give a pretty clear explanation in my view.

I don’t know why I feel so annoyed and frustrated with myself for saying I have ADHD and Autism. I have those things and I’m not ashamed of them but why do I always need to tell people… so they understand why I’m different. I mean everyone’s different and have different ways of doing things, it’s not like I’m special nor does anyone care. It’s not an excuse! I should be completely cable of keeping that part of myself in and not feeling like I have to tell people.

Does the way I explain it to people make it sound like I’m trying to get attention? Does saying that I’m proud of it and love how it makes me more curious about things and how it has made me good at art, music, languages, school, mythology, sports, pretty much a lot of things because I enjoy knowing them make it sound like I’m arrogant or trying to brag or just put a label on things.

I have anxiety, Autism level 1, ADHD, Depression, have experienced an eating disorder and still at times do, I’m a red head with blue eyes, I’m bi/pan, anemic, have asthma and ahhhhhh. Does all of this when I contribute to a conversation and say something about one of them just make people think that I have a need to be special?

Im sure I don’t feel that way. I think the only reason some of my reactions to things like how I may have a panic attack need stimming and stuff like that only happen know because I know there’s a reason for it but what if I’m just making a big deal out of nothing.

I really need to learn to shut up at times I think, I don’t think people really care about my long spills nor do they really want to know what’s going on with me. Why are relationships so fucking difficult?!

Why can’t I just understand them and the way they work? Can’t they just be simple? Why if your dating someone does there have to be this whole thing of you have to do this with them and you can’t do this with other people? Why do I need sounds to go away when I get overwhelmed, the worlds loud! It shouldn’t matter? Why do I feel like it’s okay to be flaws but I need to be flawless all at the same time? Why am I afraid of not being perfect? Why if I felt like I told my parents about this they would just get angry at me and tell me it’s all in my head? Why am I crying? These are thoughts are dealing with on a daily basis why are they bothering me now? Why can’t I just keep it to myself? I’ve been handling shit on my own my entire life it’s nothing new? Why do I know that tomorrow I’m gonna be fine and this is just a moment where my walls have fallen down?

Why am I so confident sometimes and then the rest I’m just completely fucked up? Why do I always need to restrain myself? Why can’t I just scream and then get back to it all? Why do I have to feel ashamed? Why should I have to feel like my mum doesn’t want to admit I have Autism?

Why do I care if I have Autism or ADHD so much? They have always been apart of me? It doesn’t mean anything? They’re just caused by a genetic mutation and makes you neurotypical why does it even matter? They’re just labels, who even gives a damn? You could have neither one and act the same way as me and people might just call you weird? Why do I care so much about this shit? No one else fucking does, maybe I should just shut up for a while. It’s clear that when I make a joke that it’s taken offensively, it’s clear that no one wants to hear about my problems, it’s clear that no one wants to here my rants, it’s clear that no one wants to here about my hobbies or opinions, it’s clear that I don’t get how to properly interact with others. Maybe I should just shut up, but if I did then my parents would just go on about how somethings wrong and get angry at me for not talking to them about it and we would just end up in a fight where they are telling me to just get over it and if I turn it back on them for how they have made me feel this way then they would just get even more angry and deny it.

Dad brought up a post that said about how a guys son used to sing and never stop talking and now they will be in the same room and his son will have his headphones on not say a word and that his son doesn’t know how much is dad misses him. And dad said that reminded him of me. Doesn’t he get that they’re part of the reason I don’t talk all the time. Because evertime I did I got told to calm down or my joke was offensive or that they don’t need the elephant. Don’t they get I like my phone because it has my hyperfixations and ever since I was little have loved cartoons and looking at fanart because they were what got me through the hard days at school and my parents fighting. Don’t they get I used them to cope because everything was solved in 22minutes and that’s the world I like to escape to when I day dream.

Why the fuck does all this even matter, why the fuck am I just being so overly emotional? Why can’t this just be all there is going through my brain right now?

Obviously there’s more.

There’s the voice telling me to just let myself cry and the voice telling me to suck it up and another one telling me to get ready for work and another one telling me to stop messaging and another one saying don’t put this on them and another one asking why I’m shaking and another if one saying I’ve done well to hold back the tears and another one saying I wonder when this message thing will cut me off and I’ll have to send two seperate messages? And another one asking is this just what my head is like? Is this what everyone’s head is like? Is this just because of my mental health shit? Am I just weak? Am I really this pathetic that I can’t pull myself together? I don’t want anyone to feel bad for me so why do I need to let anyone in? Why do I want to so badly to talk about this but also say nothing at all?

What the fuck is wrong with me, why can’t I just get the hell over it and move on, people deal with way worse stuff then this and here I am complaining because my low self esteem and hyper active over thinking head is just having a bad day and pulling me into it and won’t fucking leave me alone… what a pathetic excuse. You can’t use excuses in life. No one cares and no one has time for them, no one’s gonna help you so stop making excuses and just get on with it.

Put on your uniform, pack your bag and go to work and put on a happy cheerful face and just go take care of other people so that you don’t have to think about this. Just get on with it, there a bigger things then yourself and you just gotta get over what’s going on in your head

I’m Okay… I’m okay now.

If you’ve every felt this way, please let me know.

I don’t want to feel so alone anymore, nor do I want others to feel alone either.

I just felt these were necessary to make the whole thing a little less sad and full on serious and honestly feel like these characters would get it. Also this is not my art💫

[adhdxxsdiary]