mollusk
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First of all, I'm very fortunate to have a caring, supportive, and stable family. Despite this, I've always been different from the rest of my family, and I often struggle to understand them. I also think they probably wondered why their kid was the only one in our entire extended family who refused to eat meat from a young age, or threw tantrums about having to go on vacation. They'd tell me I should be appreciative that I have the opportunity to travel, and tell me to do it for the family. I used to think I was going crazy because I couldn't understand their love of travel, and it was clear they couldn't understand why I found it so stressful. Similarly, they get annoyed when my room door is always shut (which I do to keep out the general noise they make), or when I can't tolerate what seem like basic things to them.
The most irritating part about this is that whenever I try to explain why something bothers me, they think I'm making up excuses. They even have a nickname for it- not sure how this started but they say 'bojangles' when this happens, and occasionally refer to me as 'BJ'. I think part of this is because I can't always articulate why I find certain noises/smells/etc bothersome because then my explanations sound like lame excuses.
Even now that I've told them I'm likely autistic to some extent, they don't seem to understand what that entails or how it impacts me.
The most irritating part about this is that whenever I try to explain why something bothers me, they think I'm making up excuses. They even have a nickname for it- not sure how this started but they say 'bojangles' when this happens, and occasionally refer to me as 'BJ'. I think part of this is because I can't always articulate why I find certain noises/smells/etc bothersome because then my explanations sound like lame excuses.
Even now that I've told them I'm likely autistic to some extent, they don't seem to understand what that entails or how it impacts me.