kraftiekortie wrote:
If my knee is acting up, I feel downright elderly LOL.
People often think that I'm "immature," and should "act my age." Most of the time, I feel "young," and act "young." I meow and growl in the subways. I speak in a way which is very unlike a 57-year-old person.
I guess I am, at times, "immature."
I like your joie de vivre, and your exuberance when you really like something. It's a pity you usually have to restrain it around certain people---like I have to restrain my around certain people.
Do you feel like you must "change" your room every couple of years?
I've had to restrain myself since I was about thirteen. All the other girls moved on (social skills, emotional skills), and I didn't. I couldn't put into words what was wrong but it was like my world stopped then. I've had to camouflage my inner child and naiveté ever since, oft to no avail. I'm easily tricked and manipulated because I'm overly trusting. Now that I know about my autism I'm trying to be more self-aware, and be myself as much as possible. (Odd, but I meow too -- I guess it's an echolalia thing?) I also say "RAR!!" or "RUG!! !" a lot, because it's satisfying somehow.
I'm in the midst of planning a massive room change for the autumn. I suppose that's true but it's been a very long time since I've had an opportunity to do so.
Do you chirp?
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