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kunstzauber:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

raineydaydelib:

h-brook-writes:

capillaries:

plot twist: the introverted character who doesn’t like big social gatherings or speaking in front of people is still an introvert by the end of the story because introversion is not a character flaw and it doesn’t need to be overcome 

Look, I’ll go on your stupid adventure, but you better leave me the fuck alone when we get back. 

Bilbo Baggins.

NOT A GOOD EXAMPLE HE WAS SO INTROVERTED HE USED A CURSED OBJECT TO GET AWAY FROM PEOPLE

are u kidding excellent example 100% relatable big mood

violent-darts:

myautisticjournal:

dangerously-human:

I think one of the things people don’t get about autism (or, probably, disability in general) is that it’s highly contextual. I can handle certain clothes in the right environment, at the right time of the month, and with enough sleep. I can talk to unfamiliar people when I’m around someone whose social energy I can sort of feed off of. I can break routine or ask for help if I’m taking care of someone else. But all of these things have a cost, you know? So if the surrounding elements aren’t exactly what I need, my ability to do the thing (and appear neurotypical doing it) is reduced or eliminated.

yES THIS IS IT.

On the day I got rid of my last wool sweater I was having such a bad day. I was so angry and cranky and short and unreasonable and impatient and then I finally noticed somehow that my arm itched and I took off the sweater. 

It is important to note that this sweater LOOKED fantastic. And I didn’t even parse it, consciously, as “scratchy”. I was not consciously aware that it had been bothering me. I actually loved this sweater. 

But I took it off and suddenly I was at least 50% calmer. I had 50% more patience, I hated people 50% less, I could think better. 

I have spent the last, like, six years learning to NOTICE when sensory processing hell is Fucking Me Over, so I can do something about it, instead of just … suffering all the consequences and not knowing why. 

This is also the story of why I do not wear socks, or shoes that cover my instep and my toes at the same time, if it is humanly possible to avoid it, and would actually rather up to a point have cold/wet/sore feet.