Left uni super late so I would pop by that 🏳️🌈 bar tonite and mingle w/ the crowd for a drink or two. As I locked the bike at the corner and took off the lights, looking at the ppl chilling outside, social anxiety kicked in and I froze.
Couldn‘t do it.
Despite all the daily masking, despite all the well-trained performance when out w/ friends or at uni. I present complex stuff, engage full-on in Q&As but fail miserably at entering places on my own, including those meant to be safe spaces.
Time and again I come to realise that my autism
isn’t just a disorder, it is a disability
. On a lighter note, fedi chilling at home can be sweet, too

