the silent secret languge i am deaf and blind to.
Most of the really important business of the humans is carried out by gesture, body language, a wink, etc.
I am entirely deaf and blind to this. I commonly cannot tell if someone is angry .
This has been a great personal tragedy to me.
in retrospect, in my perfectly lonely life, i have realized on a number of occasions women were sending obvious signals saying "come hither", be with me, I want your love or just " God, I want to f**k you now!"
but because of my injuries caused by heartless sadistic persons I could not reach out and touch, or be touched.
If you can't tell if a girl wants to be kissed, no kisses for you.
it was like an invisible glass wall around me.
god, why can't they just speak?
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gotta stop now. getting teary again.
I suspect this is real autism.
how many of you know this state?
Is it fixable? are there work-arounds?
maybe classes on how to be a human? instructional videos?
Please help me, I am in crisis these days and it is becoming a great task just to continue drawing breath.
it hurts.
it hurts.
it hurts.
it hurts.
it hurts.
it hurts.
it hurts like a fishhook in my heart. the other end of the line seems to lead through a clock, a clock set to the past, being tugged on by long-dead hands.
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Thank you, WP, for existing .just writing this helps greatly and gives me faint hope at becoming alive again. knowing that I am not alone and surrounded by the marching morons, surrounded by their clouds of silent secret conversations I can never share.
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OR AM I DOOMED TO THIS PERPETUAL SILENT BLINDNESS UNTIL MY HEART FINALLY STOPS BEATING?
Is love to me like color to a child born blind? I can barely tolerate this idea.
gonna go get drunk again even though it makes things worse and fights the Effexor. it makes me sleep for a while.
