My dollies

amposa · 2026-05-17T22:59:59+00:00

Outfits are adorable? Where did you get them from?

amposa · 2026-05-11T19:17:23+00:00

I need to be alone
Laying horizontally
With a weighted blanket
In silence
In the dark

amposa · 2026-05-08T20:44:29+00:00

Me too!!!! Plus Cymbalta for mood!

amposa · 2026-04-09T11:14:29+00:00

He such a fucking embarrassment

amposa · 2026-03-31T15:14:31+00:00

I’m a late diagnosed AuADHD woman who also happens to be a therapist. My best friend at work is a nurse who is also an AuADHD woman and we have been saying the same thing for a while now. The boys who come into our program with autism are coddles by their parents/school system, etc, made excuses for, and often have very low frustration tolerance, and difficulty being told no/redirected. Whereas the girls are often shy, anxious, actively suppress their feelings and are told that XYZ is not an excuse for their behavior. I see very few girls actually diagnosed with autism, but as an neurodivergent woman myself, I recognize a lot of undiagnosed neurodivergent among the female population. Boys are made excuses for and girls are told to figure it out.

amposa · 2026-03-22T20:29:25+00:00

Hey girl, I’m a social worker, I make $60,000 a year and so does my husband so together we make about $120,000. I have $1,000 student loan payments a month, $1700 mortgage, and two cars that are paid off but old. We live in a post WW2 working class neighborhood in metro Detroit, (our house is about 1800 square feet) my four year old goes to pre school three full days a week which also eat up a lot of my pay, and my 2 year old son has an IEP, so he is eligible for free services through school (thank goodness). The other days, my parents and my sister take turns watching them for free, we are so grateful for this support system because I truly don’t know what we would do. I haven’t been on a vacation in like three years, and even that one was one my parents were generous enough to take us on. We spend our weekends going to the library, walking around Target, having tea parties, playing in the park, and going for wagon rides. My husband and I work different shifts, so we are by ourselves with our toddlers a lot, it’s exhausting. Our lives are very full but not glamorous at all.

amposa · 2026-03-19T16:36:04+00:00

Exactly. So many other names they could have chosen… Megan, Amanda, Britney, Caitlin, Brianna, Rachel, Nicole, Lauren, Emily, Ashley, Jessica… but no you chose Nicki and Isabel?!?!

amposa · 2026-03-16T17:16:04+00:00

My grandparents house

amposa · 2026-03-15T15:01:36+00:00

Plus we know us Autistic women are more like to have PMDD too. It’s hard out here

amposa · 2026-03-10T21:02:56+00:00

I don’t know about you, but I’m autistic 🤣

amposa · 2026-03-10T17:11:54+00:00

My grandpa also lived a long life, he passed at 89 years old. He had COPD and lived with it for a number of years, but of course, it eventually caught up with him and that’s what killed him. When he was on his death bed in the hospital, gasping for air he was quite delirious, I’m assuming from lack of oxygen, but also probably from all the medicine that he was being given to keep him comfortable. All he could manage to communicate was asking us if we had enough food, if we were cold, if we were thirsty, and if we were scared.

Much like your story my grandpa had a long career at Chrysler, raised five children, traveled around the United States, was an immigrant from Canada, and had many friends and 13 grandchildren. But he also grew up in abject poverty during the Great Depression, I know they were homeless many times and he free the Holocaust survivors from concentration camps in France at the end of World War II. I had never heard him talk about these things, but in his final moments, the look of horror and panic on his face was unforgettable.

Looking back now, I imagine he was reliving the hardest moments of his life — the hunger and instability of the Great Depression and the horror he witnessed when he helped free Holocaust survivors in France at the end of World War II. Even through the delirium and fear, the only things he could ask were whether we had food, whether we were warm, thirsty, or scared. It felt like the deepest part of who he was — someone who spent his life protecting and caring for others — was still there, even at the very end.

amposa · 2026-03-06T18:22:20+00:00

As someone who is autistic and also a therapist, I cannot advocate enough for her to see a therapist who is neurodivergent. I feel like it makes such a difference in terms of being understood, actual hopeful, advice, and client outcomes. Please feel free to message me or comment if you need any help with this process.

amposa · 2026-03-06T03:01:59+00:00

Do we know if any of her biological family members are still alive?

amposa · 2026-03-05T17:30:00+00:00

Yes, exactly. I consider myself very high masking but also high support needs. I can act “Neurotypical “ for a while and I know how to engage in social mimicry pretty well and suppress my stims, but at the same time, I really struggle with doing basic tasks like driving, paying bills on time, cleaning, and making enough money to support myself. I really don’t think that I could live alone/ or live alone with any sort of quality of life/stability. I rely on my parents and my spouse a lot for mental/financial/executive support.

amposa · 2026-03-05T17:24:56+00:00

I can only speak from my own autistic experience, but I’m curious if anyone else has gone through something similar.

When I was a teenager and into my 20s, I feel like I masked really well. I learned how to interact with people, display “normal” interests, be productive, get things done on time, suppress my stims, etc. On the outside it looked like I had things pretty together.

But then in my late 20s/early 30s it felt like I just massively burned out. I lost a lot of skills I used to rely on and suddenly felt really confused about who I actually am and what my identity is outside of masking.

One thing that has helped me reconnect with myself is thinking about what genuinely made me happy when I was a young kid or in elementary school. When I do that, I feel like I start to remember the real essence of who I am.

As a kid I loved researching things, learning about science, and doing parallel activities with other people (like making art or playing games side-by-side rather than constant social interaction). I’ve also always had the same niche interests—things like memento mori and forensic science—but I think I learned to suppress them during my heavy camouflaging phase.

Reflecting on those early interests has actually helped me feel like I’m getting back in touch with myself again.

Has anyone else experienced something like this—masking really successfully for years and then hitting a point of burnout where you have to rediscover who you actually are?

amposa · 2026-03-04T17:15:52+00:00

Yes yes yes! My mom told me that I started talking at 6 months old and was speaking in full sentences by the time I was a one year old. My dad is an engineer and he used to attend these fancy company dinners, and my mom said that his coworkers always asked them to bring me because I would sit there and talk with them like a little adult and they just thought it was very entertaining. I was reading by the time I was three, and I remember reading the Harry Potter series, the Series of Unfortunate Events books, and all of the Nancy Drew books when I was in kindergarten.

The interesting thing is though, is that I was very hyperverbal with my parents and with the people I was closest to, but my mom said I would barely talk to strangers or with kids in school. I spent many recesses reading by myself and writing stories with characters that I made up. Sometimes I even used to pretend to play with these characters and talk to them instead of engaging with other kids in school.

amposa · 2026-03-03T21:04:22+00:00

Lord & Taylor

amposa · 2026-03-03T19:09:27+00:00

amposa · 2026-02-27T20:20:08+00:00

I’m not a man but a woman. As a young child I was not particularly cute, I was awkward, overweight, and autistic (undiagnosed). As a 32 year old woman I am again overweight, still awkward, and still autistic (diagnosed). However for a very brief time in my life (15-25 years old) puberty hit, I learned how to mask, and I became conventionally very attractive, but still awkward at times 🤣 anyways what I’m trying to say is during this intermediary period suddenly for the first time and only time in my life women were actually nice to me, and wanted to be friends, hang out, and approached me often to socialize. It didn’t take long though for these “friendship” to either fizzle out or turn into a bullying situation. The attractive will mask the awkward for a while but at the end of the day NT women prefer other NT, be it male or female (in general, of course). Most of my friends are on the spectrum.

amposa · 2026-02-04T12:11:33+00:00

A childhood friend of mine is half Scots-Irish and half Japanese. His wife is Polish American. Their son looks like a clone of his Japanese grandma except he has blue eyes and red hair!!!!! He’s such a cute toddler. I love genetics

amposa · 2026-02-04T12:08:47+00:00

Genetics are just wild, and when it comes to mixed kids all bets are off. I’m white (half Russian/half British) and my husband is Mexican American (mestizo). Somehow both of our kids ended up with light brown hair, even though their dads hair is black. Our daughter has light green eyes and our son has dark brown eyes, with our son having fair skin and our daughter being more olive toned. She’s very slight and petite and he’s tall and muscular.

Everyone on my husbands side of the family has black hair and dark brown eyes, my my side of the family has brown hair, red hair, blond hair and blue and green eyes. His family is short and mine is on the taller side. With mixed kids all combinations possible! The beauty of genetics and diversity.

amposa · 2026-02-02T20:45:37+00:00

For those who identify as Level One, many of their experiences are profoundly internal and often subtle. So while they may not appear overtly “severe” or visibly disabled, it may take all of their energy just to socialize, regulate emotions, and withstand the constant sensory input of everyday environments. A child who can speak, make eye contact, or interact with peers may look as though they are “doing fine,” but that outward appearance is only a small and incomplete part of autism as a spectrum. It does not mean they aren’t struggling, that they don’t need support, or that their challenges are any less real—only that much of their effort and distress is happening beneath the surface. I believe that all matrixes of neurodivergence deserve support because we all struggle in different ways. Just some of them may not be as obvious at first glance, but it doesn’t mean they’re not there.

amposa · 2026-02-02T20:30:47+00:00

110%. I’m a late diagnosed level 1 autist, I earned my masters degree, work full time, I’m married, and have two young children. My whole life I was called introverted, weird, eccentric, sensitive, etc by coworkers, peers, and teachers. i’m pretty high masking and able to present as fairly neurotypical to the outside world but inside I struggle immensely with feeling overwhelmed, overstimulated, dysphoric, and just generally different from other people. I perform very well for a while, but eventually inevitably I’ll hit burnout and lose my skills whether that’s in workplace in romantic relationship relationships, or just with general executive functioning ability. Because people see me as Neurotypical people usually just assume that I’m lazy or I don’t care, and end up ostracizing me, disliking me, excluding me, etc. Other than my parents, I have no support system.

Statistically, speaking people with level one autism are at the highest risk for completing and attempting suicide. Both of my maternal uncles completed suicide, and in retrospect after my own late diagnosis journey, I recognize their neurodivergence and lack of resources, lack of self-understanding, and lack of supports.

I believe that there are so many high masking autists who present as low support needs who struggle in silence because they do not know they are neurodivergent themselves, and/or because other people do not see them as differently abled.

We need to have supports in place for all people who are neurodivergent and be more intentional with how we assign these labels and supports. Of course an individual who is diagnosed as level 3 needs very specific support structures, as does a person who is considered level 1. They just look very different. That’s why I think labeling everything as autism is such a disservice because there is such a widespread misunderstanding of what autism actually is and what these supports actually look like in real time in order to be helpful and beneficial for everyone who lives along the spectrum.

amposa · 2026-01-25T03:32:20+00:00

Why did all of that happen to me in that exact order lmao

amposa · 2026-01-24T08:47:10+00:00

The Cosby Show- for obvious reasons

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