Neon Grave
AuDHD, trying my best.
- Apr 6, 2023
- 27
Only giving detail for context, I don't know how much of it is actually relevant to get the point across.
My mother, who is the only person I force myself to stay alive for, posted some AI generated photos in our family chat and belittled the people commenting that it was AI because she genuinely believed them to be real. We went back and forth for a while, in a way that I thought was civil and productive, about how far AI has advanced and the "tells" for identifying it are becoming fewer and far between.
I say "thought" because she suddenly blew up at me, telling me that I was "completely missing the point" and that the exact words she said were not what she meant. Basically, trying to save her ego and cover up her mistake by pretending that I was purposely misconstruing her, instead of owning up to being wrong. I tried to point out that maybe there was a miscommunication, because there were several messages that specifically conveyed her belief that the images were real.
But again, instead of simply owning up to the mistake, she continued to belittle me and said that I was "too autistic to get it."
I have no idea why, maybe I've just been having a bad week or bottling things for a while, but this completely set me off. Not in a way that made me respond to the messages, because her mind is clearly made up about where I stand on that, but I just burst into tears. The only person that I see value in, putting me down and insulting me, then realizing that I don't have a single other person in my life that I could vent to or ask for support. I've been taking pills and going to therapy and making a genuine effort to improve my life so that maybe, for the first time in 17 years (I am approaching 30), I wouldn't spend every waking moment fantasizing about how I'm going to fucking kill myself some day.
My preferred method would be Night-Night, but for the briefest second, I thought about the pistol in my bedside drawer. Because I have the power to completely mutilate my own body if I wanted to. Take away the privilege of them seeing my face fully intact. I don't think I've ever felt so much resentment in my life, and it really was just for the dumbest shit.
I don't know how to end this. This is my first post here. Thanks if you made it this far, I guess. You're a real one.
My mother, who is the only person I force myself to stay alive for, posted some AI generated photos in our family chat and belittled the people commenting that it was AI because she genuinely believed them to be real. We went back and forth for a while, in a way that I thought was civil and productive, about how far AI has advanced and the "tells" for identifying it are becoming fewer and far between.
I say "thought" because she suddenly blew up at me, telling me that I was "completely missing the point" and that the exact words she said were not what she meant. Basically, trying to save her ego and cover up her mistake by pretending that I was purposely misconstruing her, instead of owning up to being wrong. I tried to point out that maybe there was a miscommunication, because there were several messages that specifically conveyed her belief that the images were real.
But again, instead of simply owning up to the mistake, she continued to belittle me and said that I was "too autistic to get it."
I have no idea why, maybe I've just been having a bad week or bottling things for a while, but this completely set me off. Not in a way that made me respond to the messages, because her mind is clearly made up about where I stand on that, but I just burst into tears. The only person that I see value in, putting me down and insulting me, then realizing that I don't have a single other person in my life that I could vent to or ask for support. I've been taking pills and going to therapy and making a genuine effort to improve my life so that maybe, for the first time in 17 years (I am approaching 30), I wouldn't spend every waking moment fantasizing about how I'm going to fucking kill myself some day.
My preferred method would be Night-Night, but for the briefest second, I thought about the pistol in my bedside drawer. Because I have the power to completely mutilate my own body if I wanted to. Take away the privilege of them seeing my face fully intact. I don't think I've ever felt so much resentment in my life, and it really was just for the dumbest shit.
I don't know how to end this. This is my first post here. Thanks if you made it this far, I guess. You're a real one.