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Growing Up Autistic And Living In A Neurotypical World

Hectic, chaotic, uncertainty, demanding — it can all be too much sometimes

Being divergent from the typical psyche, I have found myself numerous times feeling overwhelmed by the world I live in. This world is not only a beautiful entity — It is chaotic.

I guess it is safe to say I have felt like an alien who figured it would be a good idea to stop off and get some fuel for his ship. The next thing I know, my eyes, nose and ears are being violated by the hustle-and-bustle existence of this planets ways.

I have a love-hate relationship with our world; although Sometimes, I yearn for escapism and silence. When at my worst (feeling low on energy and unable to negotiate the chaos), I desire not to leave home, secure all doors and windows, turn off all things electronic and say fuck you to the world.

Unfortunately, due to the need to work, I cannot do that. And sadly, I will not be able to afford the private island and rocket ship I have been saving up for (imagines readers laughing).

Am I the only one: if given the opportunity, would hideaway on an island like Virgin Media’s Richard Branson (the proud owner of Necker Island) or Austrian businessman and Red Bull co-owner, Dietrich Mateschitz (Laucala Island)?

I adore engaging in these conversations with him. Wistfully, I recognise it will never happen. Nonetheless, I repeatedly say to him “I’m coming with you. Save a seat for me”.

I tell you what I am going to do: I am going to save up, buy the island of my dreams, purchase the rocket ship and relax on the island until I see fit it is time to leave.

Dream on, right? It would be nice.

When I ruminate about this world: it leads me down a rabbit hole. The memories I harbour are not only nostalgic — they are a mixed bag of the harsh and confusing childhood I had.

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