Dan

self-aware autists will really go through life thinking it's normal to be able to immediately explain why you said or did any given thing, then be utterly shocked when other people find it to be an ANNOYING trait, saying things like "oh you have an answer for everything huh

Relationships are so beautiful when you and your partner are actually good friends. You show up together, share inside jokes, talk openly, have fun, and totally vibe like besties. They shouldn’t replace your actual friends but it’s so amazing when the dynamic isn't just romantic.

being ignored by someone who matters to you more than anyone else is the absolute worst. i can't fully articulate how much i hate it.

Real music heads don't have a favorite song

What’s something you wish you stopped worrying about sooner?

He asked me out to a trendy Italian trattoria. He ordered a massive veal parmigiana, ate exactly three bites of it, and spent the rest of the night talking about his ex-girlfriend’s "lack of ambition." When the waiter asked if we wanted boxes, he enthusiastically said yes and had the rest of his giant entree wrapped up. When the bill arrived, he pushed it to the center of the table. Him: "Let's just split it 50/50 to keep it simple." Me: "You're taking home a $40 entree that is 90% untouched. If we split it evenly, I'm essentially buying you lunch for tomorrow." Him: (Scoffing) "Wow, okay. It's just twenty bucks. I didn't realize you were that tight on cash. I thought you were a professional." I smiled, waved the waiter back over, and pointed to the neatly paper-bagged leftover container sitting next to his elbow. Me: "Hi, actually, we're going to split the bill down the middle. But could you please bring a second box and a knife?" The waiter, sensing the tension, brought them immediately. Right there at the white-cloth table, under the romantic dim lighting, I took the container, sliced his remaining veal cutlet perfectly in half, slid it into my new box, and grabbed the bag. Me: "Since I'm paying for half of your lunch, I'm taking my equity. Have a great night."

one of the hardest parts about becoming a better woman is realizing you were part of the problem too

What's a privilege you think people take for granted?

ADHD is knowing you need to make an appointment, thinking about making the appointment every single day for 4 months, and still not having made the appointment.

people try to humble you because you make them feel like losers.

Fact: Holding the weed smoke longer doesn't get you higher

My shoes are dirty but they’ve seen places.what messy thing has a story?

Avoidants are the absolute worst. Never telling you how they actually feel. Constantly keeping you guessing. They use subliminals without ever expressing their feelings directly. They do all of this so that they can pull away whenever they want. They need to maintain control at all times. I will never deal with an avoidant again. They'll suck the life right out of you.

The first time I saw her, she was crying in a bookstore. Not loudly. Just quietly, standing between two shelves, wiping tears from her face while pretending to read a novel. I should have minded my own business. Instead, I grabbed the same book she was holding and said: “I cried at the ending too.” She looked at me. Then at the book. Then she laughed. “I’m only on chapter three.” I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. But instead of walking away, she asked: “So... does it get better?” That was how it started. Every Saturday after that, we somehow ended up in the same bookstore. At first we talked about books. Then movies. Then dreams. Then everything else. Soon, I wasn't visiting the bookstore for novels anymore. I was visiting because she might be there. One winter afternoon, I finally asked her out. She smiled sadly. “I can’t.” My heart dropped. Then she explained. She was moving away in two weeks. A job opportunity she'd worked years for. I told her I understood. I lied. For the next fourteen days, we spent every possible moment together. Coffee shops. Long walks. Late-night phone calls. Neither of us wanted to admit how much it hurt. The day she left, she handed me a book. Inside the cover, she wrote: “Some stories deserve a sequel.” For two years, that book stayed on my shelf. I never forgot her. Then one evening, I walked into that same bookstore. And there she was. Standing in the exact same aisle. Holding the exact same book. She looked up and froze. “What are the chances?” she whispered. I smiled. “I think this is the sequel.” A year later, she walked down the aisle toward me. And for once, neither of us had to say goodbye. ❤️

How stoners look at each other when they are ready to smoke at a function.

Cigarette smell gotta be one of the worst smells in the history of smells

What was it about Michael Jackson that made some people admire him endlessly, yet accuse him relentlessly? 🤔

You call out the disrespect, and somehow they got you looking like the bad guy. That's manipulator behavior 101.

some things hit harder after midnight

I feel so much better after talking about the same issue over and over again to every friend i have that would listen

DISCOVERING YOU'RE AUTISTIC MOODS - am i acting more autistic because i know im autistic now or did i always act like this and never notice - OH THAT'S WHY I DO THAT - finally allowing yourself to act on all your suppressed autistic behaviors - buying lots of toys to stim with because YOU CAN and YOU SHOULD have them - loosening up on yourself in regards to all the things you used to do that other people thought were weird - not being afraid to stim or fidget in public anymore because you remind yourself its what you need to do to be comfortable and you as a disabled person have a right to be comfortable - finally learning coping mechanisms - learning how to IMPROVE your life - accepting yourself and giving yourself the rest you deserve