goodbye-to-a-world
take me with you when you go
- Dec 18, 2025
- 32
I'm basically being forced to learn how to drive. I'm 26 and autistic with vision issues. Not enough to disqualify me from legally operating a motor vehicle, but enough for me to feel deeply uncomfortable about lugging a ton of metal at speed alongside others that I don't know or trust doing the same.
My first lesson (technically second but first since I got my permit again) apparently went "fine", but I was involuntarily clenching my stomach so hard that only eased once I was back in the passenger seat and even after that it took me most of the remainder of the day to recover mentally and feel "normal" again. I hated every second of it. It doesn't feel right and there's so much to keep track of, so many places I have to look and so many things I have to be mindful of all while trying to keep the stupid death box on the road. It's too much for me but I have no choice.
The thing that really hurts is that the one person I thought would never be disappointed in me seemingly is now. I'd already had it in my head to get up to drive and was trying to go over my plan to get ready while I willed myself out of bed and she came in to tell me to get up and go drive. She didn't know I was already up and planning to get ready and I told her I was getting up, but then she made it out like I was stalling or something instead of just leaving and letting me get ready. She said "you have to accomplish something" and that broke me. I cried the whole time I was getting ready and I sobbed all night silently after coming back. It got to the point that I was considering writing my notes and tested my method of choice, which after feeling the beginnings of it left me paranoid for hours.
I don't want any of this. I feel so trapped. Now I feel like even the one person I thought I couldn't let down sees me for the burden I am...
My first lesson (technically second but first since I got my permit again) apparently went "fine", but I was involuntarily clenching my stomach so hard that only eased once I was back in the passenger seat and even after that it took me most of the remainder of the day to recover mentally and feel "normal" again. I hated every second of it. It doesn't feel right and there's so much to keep track of, so many places I have to look and so many things I have to be mindful of all while trying to keep the stupid death box on the road. It's too much for me but I have no choice.
The thing that really hurts is that the one person I thought would never be disappointed in me seemingly is now. I'd already had it in my head to get up to drive and was trying to go over my plan to get ready while I willed myself out of bed and she came in to tell me to get up and go drive. She didn't know I was already up and planning to get ready and I told her I was getting up, but then she made it out like I was stalling or something instead of just leaving and letting me get ready. She said "you have to accomplish something" and that broke me. I cried the whole time I was getting ready and I sobbed all night silently after coming back. It got to the point that I was considering writing my notes and tested my method of choice, which after feeling the beginnings of it left me paranoid for hours.
I don't want any of this. I feel so trapped. Now I feel like even the one person I thought I couldn't let down sees me for the burden I am...