umjammertranner
Not your friend
- Mar 25, 2023
- 66
Not even in the "oh capitalism sucks ass" sense i think everyone is suffering from that atm, just more in the way where i don't feel like i belong anywhere. I will just be rambling here down below about my experience in trying to find a place where I belong.
Being autistic, my social skills and interests have never landed me with the popular crowd, but never with the unpopular crowd either. It's hell. I'm too socially adept and find most fellow autists incredibly annoying to the point where I can't spend more than an hour with them at a time, but if I try to socialise with regular people it always ends horribly, they think i'm normal, they say shit like "oh wow you dont seem autistic!" until I do something so horrific out of pure non-awareness and ruin the friendship forever.
My friends call me a hipster because i like niche stuff, but generally wide appeal shit like marvel just do not grab me at all, i wish they did, i wish i could lap up all the dogshit that the general public are fed on a day to day basis and join in with it. It would make life a lot easier. I don't even seek out super niche shit I just stick with whatever speaks to me, sucks then that 9/10 times it's something nobody else does like.
On a similar note, I am a "content creator" (vom) but i cannot do shortform shit, it's soul crushing and i think it's rotting peoples brains, but I cant do super long video essays either so im just kinda stuck in a niche that nobody wants anymore. Again I wish i could like tiktok, I wish i could play into what the systems want from me. But nope.
Whenver people tell me shit like "you should do this!" in regards to content creation I want to cry, because I just wish people like what I actually do instead of having to chase these soul crushing trends.
Wheenever I find a group of people who ARE accepting of me, I feel like an alien, like the odd one out; because I usually am. They all get along great and laugh together and I join in, but in the back of my head i know I dont belong there, I feel like poison, both because of my constant shitstream of horrid thoughts and judgements about them (i feel like if i wasn't so good at hiding my true thoughts and feelings I would be diagnosed with BPD) and because i'm counting down the days until I slip up. Every day I feel like a monster in human skin, pretending to be somone who isn't permenantley emotionally rotted from past experiences and toxic imageboards.
Yet at the same time, I feel like i'm better than most people, and I feel like I have good reason to believe that.
Mainly because of COVID, something that truly showed me how little everyone cared about each other, how everyone loved to play the role of being a thoughtful member of society until they were slightly inconvienienced. If I wasn't misanthropic before COVID then "afterwards" I truly belive that at least 85% of society are just mindless, selfish, sorry excuses for human beings. I did everything in my power to stop the virus from spreading, along with trying to give back to the community by being a key worker during the worst of the pandemic, and how was I rewarded? A fucked immune system and a general sense of giving up. They're weak, they "just wanted to get back to normal" and i am the one who suffered because of it.
It made me realise they don't care. Nobody does in fact. We as a society just do not care about anything, and the ones who do care, USUALLY do for the wrong reasons. My identity is being used in a culture war in my country and the shiteating public are just lapping it up as expected, at this point I don't even blame the right wing for doing what they do, because IT WORKS. If the public fall for their bullshit then they deserve to get fucked as much as possible.
All in all, I am stuck in a world that doesn't care and doesn't have room for me, so why should I bother staying in it? The answer is simple: I shouldn't. Sure there are individuals who would miss me, but they are still a part of it, they still have an easier time fitting into this horrid planet than i do, and they will survive without me.
Being autistic, my social skills and interests have never landed me with the popular crowd, but never with the unpopular crowd either. It's hell. I'm too socially adept and find most fellow autists incredibly annoying to the point where I can't spend more than an hour with them at a time, but if I try to socialise with regular people it always ends horribly, they think i'm normal, they say shit like "oh wow you dont seem autistic!" until I do something so horrific out of pure non-awareness and ruin the friendship forever.
My friends call me a hipster because i like niche stuff, but generally wide appeal shit like marvel just do not grab me at all, i wish they did, i wish i could lap up all the dogshit that the general public are fed on a day to day basis and join in with it. It would make life a lot easier. I don't even seek out super niche shit I just stick with whatever speaks to me, sucks then that 9/10 times it's something nobody else does like.
On a similar note, I am a "content creator" (vom) but i cannot do shortform shit, it's soul crushing and i think it's rotting peoples brains, but I cant do super long video essays either so im just kinda stuck in a niche that nobody wants anymore. Again I wish i could like tiktok, I wish i could play into what the systems want from me. But nope.
Whenver people tell me shit like "you should do this!" in regards to content creation I want to cry, because I just wish people like what I actually do instead of having to chase these soul crushing trends.
Wheenever I find a group of people who ARE accepting of me, I feel like an alien, like the odd one out; because I usually am. They all get along great and laugh together and I join in, but in the back of my head i know I dont belong there, I feel like poison, both because of my constant shitstream of horrid thoughts and judgements about them (i feel like if i wasn't so good at hiding my true thoughts and feelings I would be diagnosed with BPD) and because i'm counting down the days until I slip up. Every day I feel like a monster in human skin, pretending to be somone who isn't permenantley emotionally rotted from past experiences and toxic imageboards.
Yet at the same time, I feel like i'm better than most people, and I feel like I have good reason to believe that.
Mainly because of COVID, something that truly showed me how little everyone cared about each other, how everyone loved to play the role of being a thoughtful member of society until they were slightly inconvienienced. If I wasn't misanthropic before COVID then "afterwards" I truly belive that at least 85% of society are just mindless, selfish, sorry excuses for human beings. I did everything in my power to stop the virus from spreading, along with trying to give back to the community by being a key worker during the worst of the pandemic, and how was I rewarded? A fucked immune system and a general sense of giving up. They're weak, they "just wanted to get back to normal" and i am the one who suffered because of it.
It made me realise they don't care. Nobody does in fact. We as a society just do not care about anything, and the ones who do care, USUALLY do for the wrong reasons. My identity is being used in a culture war in my country and the shiteating public are just lapping it up as expected, at this point I don't even blame the right wing for doing what they do, because IT WORKS. If the public fall for their bullshit then they deserve to get fucked as much as possible.
All in all, I am stuck in a world that doesn't care and doesn't have room for me, so why should I bother staying in it? The answer is simple: I shouldn't. Sure there are individuals who would miss me, but they are still a part of it, they still have an easier time fitting into this horrid planet than i do, and they will survive without me.