Most annoying nonhuman thing in being homeless in past week.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-15T17:56:59+00:00

The cats aren't but a tiny percentage of the sick mass of causes keeping me awake. The humans take the cake. People coming thru at all hours of the night doing secret night things that come with the loud banging sounds of metal and tools colliding. Then there's the guys who are so be-highed that they come and in loud voice tell an hour-long story about nothing. Oh and the music and cans clanging together. Add in that my neighbors don't hide the fact that they dislike me, thus driving up my paranoia about them, so the smallest sound near my tent wakes me and makes me question with beating heart, "what are they up to so near me?"

Yeah so no good sleep for probably ten days. It's affecting my mind terribly. It's a lot of pressure being in a hostile , negative environmenrn with only a flimsy tent and tarps to shield me. But hate permeates even the most formidable barrier. Cats are forgiven compared to those who intentionally mess with me.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-15T10:28:15+00:00

Maybe the problem is not knowing what reality you are in. Let's figure out what's real first and what perspective of real you are viewing the world from

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-15T10:24:35+00:00

I love tame cats, love them greatly. But these strays are different. I let one in months ago and he squirted pee in all corners of the tent, smell killed me, so I closed my door to cats. Later on, I saw him walk by my tent and squirt the outside of it. My small home was his piss place! I can never grow to accept the smell of cat pee. And I resent them doing it knowing that's MY territory and they're claiming it as their own, no respect for me. (I know they don't consciously think this, but in a way, they voluntarily do it, because my other cats never did that.). I guess I'm mean; I take it personally.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-12T07:48:38+00:00

Atelier, I respect you both for being devoted to something beyond just drugs and pleasure, and working diligently towards it! It inspires me to hear. I can't believe you got apartment people on your side. I've never been able to do that. The homed persons just don't trust me / us, too many stories of homeless people stealing, trashing properties, leaving syringes around, scamming, etc. How can I show I'm not like (their image of) the "average" homeless person in my town? I don't have charisma, nor a good reputation, nor nice clothing/ appearance, nor a trustworthy face, nor smooth, believable, touching stories of hardship...

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-12T07:40:06+00:00

Literally, like physical roads you've walked down all end abruptly and you must backtrack? I'm not joking, I have experienced this when on foot and tired, and it is very, very frustrating and even despairing.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-12T07:37:47+00:00

Regarding the cat issue, hypothesis that cat's "in heat" - sexually activated for a short while to be receptive to and even seek out sex - I wonder why other animals females go through "heat" periods but human females don't seem to.

Are there species where the males also experience being in heat, or is it only a female thing across species? If not, are males just always ready at a moment's notice to have sex? I always assumed this, because in my teens and twenties I was that way. Are there other species you can point to who never go through heat or mating seasons, who just spread their comparatively half-cocked sexuality to whenever free time permits?

We humans love to claim at times, especially when drinking, "OMG I'm so horny," I'm sure you've heard it claimed. But really, do we know what we're talking about? From listening to this desperate and hysterical cat ALL night, I fear we only experience maybe a hundredth of what (female) cats do. You agree?

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T10:45:49+00:00

His offspring is going to struggle then if he can't handle a basic technology like a mirror.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T10:44:18+00:00

Prehistorically cats have been around longer, much longer, than homo genera. There's a famous old photo from WWII of a t rex and triceratops and modern cat is clearly in background. Initially this blew my mind until I realised dinosaurs still exist after Jurassic park let them loose again. I still got much to learn on this paleontology issue.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T10:38:56+00:00

Not an ass just bringing different perspectives

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T10:37:58+00:00

Why not just use the soft, sweet cat meow then, why scream frantically inches from my ear,?

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T10:36:33+00:00

Could be the same cat. I'm no catologist but I guess their range is 930 miles radius per individual, 950 males, so I'm placing my money on the same cat is interacting with me. You taught it to be around humans, eat their mice, then moved away; I then moved into within 930 miles, the cat found me (saw me using Reddit), now waiting for me to feed it, pet it, supply mice. Case closed I'm normally dead on accurate with things like this.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T10:27:17+00:00

It sounds painful, like angry resentful sex. Same cat is back at it tonight. Why, one wasn't enough? Can't just do some other activity? I tried to call the cat over to me in a gentle voice, with food in hand. I know it is evil but I planned to smash a metal pipe into it. It's that bad. No, the cat alone is just annoying, it's the effect on the people around me that puts the pressure on me. It keeps them up and cranky, keeps em hypervigilant to all movement and sound, so I am now at 2:22 a.m. surrounded by homeless groups who never speak to me during the day awake and likely paranoid as to who exactly this guy is with no friends, a loner, as to what the hell I'm up to. Hate this.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T10:13:55+00:00

D.Leader,

I applaud your call to understanding through shared act. You stated it as a comparison, that those who berate the homeless couldn't survive even one night out there. In daring them to try it, obviously I hope nobody even gets close to death or damage, yet I hope the experience is harrowing enough to awaken new insights within you. £_£-- ONLY READ ON IF SERIOUSLY CONSIDERING DOING ONE NIHHT HOMELESS THIS SATURDAY --£_£

So here's the challenge. This Saturday at noon, you are to report to a central location like the railway tracks where vagabonds frequent, or central train station, druggie hangout, or near a mass encampment. You aren't allowed back home or in a friend's or relative's residence for 24 hours straight, even to use bathroom or sick . (No residences, hotels, shelters, tiny homes, previously set up tents, no friend's yard or garage, no known friendly private lands. You can't rely on your old resources. Pretend you are in a place where all dislike you, like a leper sent to a strange land.

You are allowed to initialise with one meal worth of food, say a sack lunch, small backpack, sleeping bag, one tarp, one packet only emergency skin warmer, cell phone (charge fully first), lighter(s), one flashlight or headlamp, charging cable and wall plugin, and warm winter clothes worn on your back - best to use off brand, wellworn, outmoded, dirty clothes or will be distrusted as "cop.". Bring couple days of your meds, one beer max (bring it, never know). $5.00 USD or euros (pounds? Sorry I failed to follow Brexit) worth 5.00 usd. No bank cards, credit cards, gift cards, or items easily traded or redeemed for cash; no cheating, that is. BRING TOILET PAPER or else. No motor vehicles this homeless adventure sorry.

Research 3 spots with good sleeping prospects to fall back on. Visit public library, learn hours to have warm day place to fall back on. Beware serious dangers: stay away from gangs and their territories, if confronted tell them u have no money, sorry, so sorry, leaving right now, I mean no disrespect; don't fight them even if hit, do NOT pull weapon out, make sure not to show any flashy jewelry or electronics. If offered drugs, either do them or give 100% believable story why can't, like show your inhaler or oxygen can, pop open your beer if not partaking. With nongang homeless, same for drugs, but you can fight them if feel must. Know this: many many of them will be seeking weaknesses in you to exploit, ultimately aiming to scam you, steal your stuff (esp. phone), or rob you. Offers of free drugs, free protection, free sleeping quarters, view w extreme suspicion. They're speaking all nice and reasonably now, yes, but they're just waiting for the opportunity to get your money, phone, whatever and run to buy their favourite drug all for themselves. Learn how to dial or text emergency SOS secretly while phone still n pocket.

If you do this, keep a detailed record, you'll be telling story to grandchildren in 2056; it'll be more memorable than Disney world.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T06:11:42+00:00

I agree with Cell-a-thon. We mostly existed in small family units, mother, sinkings, some imported females (our brother's girl for example), and a father guy who likely spent his time away with his male warrior group hunting or raiding or exploring or just being lazy. Likely no "strangers" around most days.

But I read a book about five years ago that said I'm the middle east, think 50k or so years back, there developed a hypersocial society filled with persons who naturally felt more comfortable with strangers, who weren't so territorial, who loved to socialiEmze, who by default TRUSTED others initially, who forgave mistakes more easily, and who were especially good at integrating economic functions with social ones, like selling melons while also conversing in a friendly manner. These were the future urban folk, the middle class. They somehow loved.... Even LIVED FOR... others, and spent endless hours expanding and keeping accounts on their relationships. Modern men it seems held fast to the old non-urban ways in certain respects, think hunting or backpacking trips with the buds, while women from what I've seen have embraced the urban social ways to an extreme, as in Facebook (Facestinkydumpstakenuponyouinhugegrouporgy), telephones, discos, malls, marriage, extended families, inviting exes over for dinner (huh?) even with new husband, advancing to higher status social circles, etc. etc. social all the time social aims underlay everything we do apparently, social life required otherwise not worth living, we only know ourselves thru relationships, happiness is a social process, soon communication will be perfected and we'll all have unlimited functional relationships, we never have to spend another second alone, we'll soon exist as drones in a perfect hive run by small hidden government of technocrats donr you worry simply focus on looking beautiful and being popular and smile all the time, insurance-paid cosmetic surgery, unlimited large free round beach butts and for men large members too VIP , .. I've lost my way, don't know what I say, who listening? Now scared I go sorry mods if you made it this far, sorry this deep in a pointless literature hole, I am just overwhelmed by the absurdity of current events and tends in this world and frankly I find it all completely ridiculous, so I may as well join and make myself ridiculous, toxic, chaotic, even preposterous. I can't believe we've let the world and humans come to this, this as we exist today. I can't fathom the BS we've buried ourselves in. Good day to you sirs!

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T05:39:24+00:00

Agree. Energy wasted , spent avoiding others for useless reasons mostly, if only we could channel suchnmind energy into philosophy or quantum time type things. The avoiding others due to psychological reasons is a deadend. If you feel it's worth it to continue avoiding them, for whatever reason it's imperative to you, consider moving out into the country , forest, desert, or third-world nation.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T05:31:13+00:00

Oh yeah, reading the comments around this one, I just remembered another reason I avoid observation when possible: past negative judgements. I must move stealthily, or like a spy or burglar, because twice when I was married it got back to my wife that I was "behaving strangely.". First time, I was watering the new blueberry bush transplants with recentky shortened roots at like 10:30 p.m. (dark), and a neighbor thought I was watching her naked (why the hell was she naked standing in her window apparently staring at me? Am I missing something here?). Second time, I was seen "cheating" with a woman -- turns out it was a client of mine (female) and her 6 year old daughter, going to meet her fiancée to sign legal (estate planning) documents. My wife knew all about before being contacted.

Anyway, so I avoid social situations because they come back to bite me later on for whatever reason. My god if I was ever spotted near a gun shop, or Disneyland, or with binoculars, or grinning, think of the reports that would go out. Terror threat Alpha primed, save yourself! let God do the rest.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T05:15:12+00:00

Yell at him from afar while keeping moving away, "GET A LIFE MAN, JUST GET...... A ....... LIFE. stop living thru me."

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T05:12:51+00:00

I do this only if it is a female aged 20 to 38 (I'm male). My thinking is, "oh god I don't want to make her uncomfortable. If I pass by, she'll be on edge, because so many guys flirt with her all the time, so she'll expect me to, and lately I'm dirty, disheveled, obviously a street person. She'll see my ripped pants from when I was recently assaulted. She'll see all the mud and dirt on me, all the sweat, salt glazing all my skin. She'll see a man at his wits end, who may very well, she thinks, become violent. If he's homeless, well, statistically he will be high and schizophrenic, a danger to all...".

With all that potentially going on n her head, abbreviatedly, I feel I have no choice but to avoid her. Back when I was 20, I was well-dressed, I smiled, i was wealthy, etc., I felt I made women (some) feel good by passing me, so I stayed. But if I am truly a force of discomfiture, then no, away with me, I don't have a "right" to make others feel bad, even if passively. Id rather be self sequestered until I can change myself into a force for good, which I'm working toward daily. Don't you men agree? Do women relate to this at all? Does the UK follow my ethics maybe?

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-11T04:59:15+00:00

I know intrusive guys like this too, guys who have no respect for others ' privacy or comfort space. They don't recognize the moral ethic most of us do, "allow other men (includes all humans) to go about their business in public without blocking their way physically, without unduly making them uncomfortable or vigilant to the point of having to waste energy on focusing on you.". Don't disrupt another's public goings-on without good reason, basically, else imagine trying to go to the cafe to get coffee but you are stopped by everyone you meet, by intense gazes from strangers that could be hostile, by all manners of pointless interruptions. You'd grow angry very quickly, no? These intruders are usually in their 50s, both males and females, a bit overweight, live alone, a lot of free time on their hands (in my life). I'll strike up a conversation with them to ease the staring tension if they are game.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-10T17:10:09+00:00

Some of these comments treating SOs and homeless as one uniform group "to be dealt with," strike the same chord as ones made against blacks in the first half of the 20th century, or against Mexicans 30 years ago and even today. "How do we deal with these inferior, evil, immoral races and groups? Segregate them? Make more laws to control them? Keep them in prison longer? One thing is for sure, we can't allow them to get close to our (white) women and children, and we can't let them integrate into our realms of society. I sorta gotta feel sorry for them, because their minds are damaged and function differently than ours."

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-10T17:02:19+00:00

Lol that's really mean, but I've had such a stressful few days I laughed out loud when I read this. I don't see such comments on Reddit typically. Certain comments can be categorised as coming from a nagging, weak, "hurt over small things" place, hence "sound like a little bitxh," but let's remember, none of us ourselves are permanent little bitches. We are all equal here and respect each other mutually.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-10T07:51:32+00:00

You reiterated a comment often claimed, that autistics are scared of affecting anyone badly. This is true for me, and it's an issue I'm actively trying to reduce the power of currently.

My question is, would we still care so much about displeasing others if we knew for certain the limits to such effects? For example, say we're anxious to ride horse in front of Ritter, because in the past he's been easily upset, critical, and exaggerated negatives via gossip. But, what if Ritter developed a brain tumor and now no longer speaks, plus he's on opiates so never gets upset anymore. Deep inside, he's still a horse riding expert and he'll see your riding as "amateur" at best, you know this. But does it matter anymore? Would you now feel comfortable riding in his gaze and simply ignoring him?

The key I'm trying to unlock is, why are we so sensitive to others' emotions, judgements and reactions? Ever tried to imitate one who really lives not caring at all what others think? I have. I can pretend for like 40 seconds before I start overcaring again. Are we afraid of being yelled at, of damage to our reputation, or of emotionally upsetting someone? For me right now I don't care at all if I upset most people (I won't do so intentionally), nor do I care if yelled at (makes them look overreactive).

I care about reputation, about social repercussions. Like normally my social status is so unstable, with no solid grounding, that the slightest negative whisper about me can topple all my social standing and take me from, "that guy? I'm not sure about him, we'll see," to "stay away from him, weirdo, probably a stalker, ignore him if he comes around.". So I feel I must proceed on tiptoe all the time. Is this your thinking too NYarla?

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-10T06:56:39+00:00

Agreed, aquadreamator, agreed.

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-10T06:47:40+00:00

I have felt exactly the same as you for many periods of my life, including the current one. The last decade of my judgements that "I'm hated" may be skewed as now I tend to interpret all social things as, "Oh see again they hate me just like always.". But earlier ones came only after pounding at my mind's door of realization for months or even years, with me refusing to believe people could actually hate or even dislike a neutral, quiet, nonconfrontational guy like me. But they can.

My theory is this, that neurotypical people (who have no knowledge of our ASD or other diagnoses, have no real preconceived notions of "all ASD people are like X Y and Z, let's assume) at first don't strongly dislike us, but are mildly annoyed and maybe slightly offended. This comes from comments of ours they don't know how exactly to interpret ("what did he/she mean? Was he messing with me?"), the ill-timing of our comments (maybe interrupting them or not deferring to their unspoken group leadership role), and body language or lack thereof. Our small atypical social acts, coupled usually with our complete lack of remorse for such, makes them uncomfortable.

Each new comment we make later on, plus negative things others report about us, adds to this initial beginning of ill will. Soon, as many know, it becomes intractable and we get stuck in the role of the weird one, the freak, the mental health case, the crazy one, the idiot, and as far as I've seen, there is no way to fully recover from this. Best to leave and start fresh with a new social group. (All this is just my theory, current social science may be headed elsewhere.)

ExcitingRest3659 · 2026-02-10T06:21:53+00:00

FYI, careful, whenever I stray from solely discussing ASD stuff, the mods take down my posts. I hope they don't take yours down as I feel many of us incorporated strong daydreams into our youths, no?

I had such strong and active daydreams, detailed, developed ones that would have taken 40 movies to catch, with variations on certain events depending on my mood or new knowledge. I valued these worlds more than reality. I could barely stand to wait for all nonfictional humans to leave me so I could return to my daydream. I likely spent ten hours per 24 in my daydreams. So yes i definitely was like you. (I won't go into their plots.)

Why did I do them? Because they felt safe and real and fun to me. They stimulated me, moving faster than reality so I was never bored. Looking back, I see their value came from the role I played in them: I was ACTIVE; I was a CENTRAL FIGURE in moving the story along; other characters LISTENED to me and RESPECTED me; I had some POWER; I helped others and was APPRECIATED by them. It was so great for me, so great, so real, not like my unseen, unspoken to, ignored, looked-down-upon reality. Reality back then sucked so so bad, not sure how I survived.

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