Vitamin Sea
Well-Known Member
Yes
And I just keep on saying to myself me too, me too! as I read this thread. Joining this forum is like a eureka moment for me, as I'm struggling to understand myself more, other members who have shared their detailed narratives have made it simpler for me.
Together that makes us something like soul sisters, or soul aspies.
I'm having something similar to this experience in this very thread relating to those who posted after you. I didn't freeze, per se, but I read Lily Muffet's post and I got excited and thought "Yes, me too, I have always had this chasm or disconnect between my mind and my mouth--but a connect between my mind and my hands--typing or writing. I have tried to analyze the difference, as it is clearly a different process to write out thoughts than to speak them. And I think, "Oh, I have to post..." Then I read further in her post and think "oh, people are always interrupting me and talking on top of me," so I also usually just sit and listen. Every now and then I will run into a "special" person who actually wants to listen to me, and then it's hard for me to shut up, unfortunately.
So then I read further still and I think "Oh my God TOOOOO MUCH." Decades I have been trying to explain that it takes so much energy and effort for me to say something or talk, that I actually choose not to, even when I think of something to say. I literally don't have the energy to make myself heard. I will only force myself to say something if I think it is important and worth the effort for me to say it. And I have never heard anyone else say this before aside from me!
So in the end I get so overwhelmed with things people are writing that mirror me, that I just leave, because it's too much in too short a time.
This is what is so messed up about it all--we are supposedly the ones who fall short, yet we have been forced to adapt, analyze and understand both ourselves and them in order to present ourselves to them in a way they will accept and understand. I have been doing things like this all my life, especially with my family members and they have no clue at all.
By the way, I love the sloth baby--so cute . When I was young, in gymnastics, the others called me "sloth" because I used to hang upside-down on the balance beam.
And I just keep on saying to myself me too, me too! as I read this thread. Joining this forum is like a eureka moment for me, as I'm struggling to understand myself more, other members who have shared their detailed narratives have made it simpler for me.
Together that makes us something like soul sisters, or soul aspies.
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