Being and feeling excluded.
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Yes, the emotional toll that autism takes is very serious. It both gets worse and gets better with time. It can get better if one can develop tools to cope and adapt, but it gets worse because with time there are more rejections, more bad interactions, more disappointment. I have to work hard to remain hopeful.Having varying degrees of depression that result in inward thinking, rumination, low self esteem, a lack of motivation, self abuse, envy, jealousy, and even anger. Others pick up on that and don't want to be around it, leading to further social isolation and marginalization.
I am content, as well, at this point in my life. I have taken the time to understand about autism, down to the cellular level. I realize there are things I cannot change and I have made my peace with that. I've accepted that. On the other hand, from a more psychological, social, and communication perspective, I realize that regardless of whether one is autistic or neurotypical, no one wants to be around a person who projects negativity. I am of the mind, this is universal. So, call it masking, lying, or simply a coping mechanism, projecting positivity is a "life hack" that others respond to and reciprocate.My autistic friend likes being autistic even though she gets frustrated with the world, she still has always liked herself and couldn't imagine herself any other way. She's very content. Wish I felt the same about my case. But I don't.
Socialising was a piece of cake when I was a child up to about 11 or 12 years old. Then suddenly girls at school didn't want me with them any more. There were like 11 or 12 girls in my class and they all hung out together in a big group at recess, so I knew that if I were NT like them then I'd just be accepted as another member of their group. But because I was excluded just because I was me, it made me start to resent the fact that I'm lumbered with this horrible ASD, as that was the only reason why I wasn't included. I hated being on my own, and I liked most of them, so I stuck with them but I knew I wasn't really wanted. It was a horrible time of my life.
I knew most of them since we were like 4 years old, so I'd have thought they'd just be used to me and accept me as just Misty and include me being so I was just as much a member of the class as everyone else was.
This was where it felt personal.