I don't like being autistic. It's a profoundly isolating experience that makes me feel as though I'm fundamentally incapable of connecting with other people. My flat affect and general aloofness are alienating, and I generally don't show or feel any recognizable emotion. I know that peers and family like or love me, but I'm not capable of reciprocating.
Nothing that I do will be consequential or important enough to justify my existence. I'll never be good enough. I don't care about "being happy." I care about proving my worth. But I've failed at that. So, I want to give up. There's nothing left for me here.
Nothing that I do will be consequential or important enough to justify my existence. I'll never be good enough. I don't care about "being happy." I care about proving my worth. But I've failed at that. So, I want to give up. There's nothing left for me here.