@@ 41,7 41,7 @@ What else was there to do?
High school came.
I was sent to one much further away than my siblings',
to attend one with an accelerated learning program.
I made a friend.
I made some friends.
My father died.
Gender feels became hard to ignore.
@@ 120,6 120,7 @@ and the explanation for all this was that I was autistic ---
I lacked theory of mind,
could not understand how my actions harmed others,
was self-centred and selfish,
I could either accept the explanation (and the blame),
or deny the explanation (and still take the blame, but now unmitigated).
@@ 134,7 135,7 @@ I was encouraged to completely disregard the label,
as it was essentially being used as a vehicle for abuse,
but it was hard for many reasons.
One in particular stuck with me.
One reason in particular stuck with me.
We had some mutual friends,
whose help in "convincing" me my partner had enlisted.
@@ 150,14 151,17 @@ and why shouldn't they sleep with each other?
Just, it makes motivations harder to discern.)
The other, best as I could tell, had no such desire,
no confounding variables, a no-nonsense attitude,
no confounding variables at all,
were considerably less involved in my and my partner's situation,
had a no-nonsense attitude,
a sibling on the spectrum.
When their partner raised with them that they thought I "had autism,"
their response (informed by their own experiences) was, essentially,
"wait, isn't that obvious?
I just thought no-bun was mentioning it because everybun already knew."
much experience with a sibling on the spectrum.
When their partner raised with them that they thought I was autistic,
their response was essentially,
"wait, wasn't that obvious?
I just thought nobun was mentioning it because everybun already knew."
That stuck with me.
I got out of that relationship,
not without some lasting mental health scars.