WHAT IS HAPPENING
Dear Kari,
🤯😭 I was on my exercise route and what the frog is happening to me, I don't understand how this is reality—an old man engaged with me on the sidewalk just talking to me like I was already his friend. The vibe to me was super autistic.
Help, my brain is on fire with learningjdhdjddkdjdkfm
I'm having a good panic and I don't know what it's called.
I listened to this man tell me about his troubles in detail, he couldn't get a taxi to stop for him, his shoes are supposed to be slip on but they never slip on easily because he has wide feet. He notices that my shoulder is twitching and asks if I'm on any medication for it. I noticed I've been twitchy this week but I don't why, because I'm usually not twitchy.
I tell him I can't afford medication or a diagnosis for anything. He says "tell me about it." I see the flags he has on his house, they're all Israel and everything opposite from what is good—my brain says "this man is demand avoidant, that's what the flags are about"
I ask him if he's neurodivergent, he responds with "oh, I don't know" and complained about "all these things on TV where everyone is autistic and you deserve a badge for it"
My brain says "he never got to be diagnosed and he feels contemptuous about people receiving care for autism now"
I ask him if he possibly feels contemptuous because people are receiving care that he never received
He responds that it was the 1960s and there was nothing at all. There was no help.
I ask for his name and shake his hand because I must know this person. What the fuck is going on that this is happening to me directly after I study about it?
He resists telling me his name at first, but I tell him mine. My brain says, "your question was too invasive to him as a probable autistic person"
But I don't react punitively at all, I'm just very calm and maybe that's why he approached me.
He eventually tells me his name is Scott. I said I would've given him a ride to the post office but I was exercising and I parked my car far away.
He says I can park at his house, just move the tape away that's in the driveway. He says he charges ten cents a month, and I don't need to even knock at the door, just leave ten cents.
Did I die or get seriously injured and I'm an artificial reality?
I feel so lucky to have a friend who opened the door to this world for me.