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  1. I guess I've over-exerted myself again. Just goes to show recovery from autistic burnout is not simple.

    Had a pretty decent week or two, managed to do things I wanted, get back to do little peer-support stuff, go to the gym and swimming. Today I woke up with my anxiety meter topped out, and it's hard to even function. A small hiccup with something and now I'm wrecked. And the depression that comes along with it. I'm about ready to go back to bed and just cry.

    There's some insights for me here, the main being that the more exhausted I'm getting, the worse my OCD traits, and my magical and catastrophic thinking become, and skill regression is still a real thing too. It feels like I'm hanging in a loose noose again, with my stuff, and that feeling is so terrible that...

    So, instead of pushing it, today will be rest. And have to see what I can drop to manage in the longer run. This sucks, but... yeah... :meowcry:

    #AutisticBurnout #ActuallyAutistic

  2. Ok, I'm readjusting my goals. No more big plans or nothing like that, now the goal is to make it to next xmas and get myself a fricking big xmas tree and finally a proper set of xmas lights for it. That's it. Everything else is a bonus, if it happens.

    #ActuallyAutistic #AutisticBurnout

  3. The Journey of a Glass Child: Embracing Uniqueness

    Growing up, I was always the "weird" kid who couldn't fit in, even with my own family, a round peg in a square, rigid hole. I preferred creative things like music, art, and writing, often spending time riding my bike or walking. This was quite different from my peers, who were into sports, the military, travel, boating, and horses—activities my family couldn't afford. So I stayed in my own world, where I was happy and content. My extracurriculars weren't the usual after-school sports. […]

    dreamspacestudio.net/the-journ

  4. The Journey of a Glass Child: Embracing Uniqueness

    Growing up, I was always the "weird" kid who couldn't fit in, even with my own family, a round peg in a square, rigid hole. I preferred creative things like music, art, and writing, often spending time riding my bike or walking. This was quite different from my peers, who were into sports, the military, travel, boating, and horses—activities my family couldn't afford. So I stayed in my own world, where I was happy and content. My extracurriculars weren't the usual after-school sports. […]

    dreamspacestudio.net/the-journ

  5. The Journey of a Glass Child: Embracing Uniqueness

    Growing up, I was always the "weird" kid who couldn't fit in, even with my own family, a round peg in a square, rigid hole. I preferred creative things like music, art, and writing, often spending time riding my bike or walking. This was quite different from my peers, who were into sports, the military, travel, boating, and horses—activities my family couldn't afford. So I stayed in my own world, where I was happy and content. My extracurriculars weren't the usual after-school sports. […]

    dreamspacestudio.net/the-journ

  6. The Journey of a Glass Child: Embracing Uniqueness

    Growing up, I was always the "weird" kid who couldn't fit in, even with my own family, a round peg in a square, rigid hole. I preferred creative things like music, art, and writing, often spending time riding my bike or walking. This was quite different from my peers, who were into sports, the military, travel, boating, and horses—activities my family couldn't afford. So I stayed in my own world, where I was happy and content. My extracurriculars weren't the usual after-school sports. […]

    dreamspacestudio.net/the-journ

  7. The Journey of a Glass Child: Embracing Uniqueness

    Growing up, I was always the "weird" kid who couldn't fit in, even with my own family, a round peg in a square, rigid hole. I preferred creative things like music, art, and writing, often spending time riding my bike or walking. This was quite different from my peers, who were into sports, the military, travel, boating, and horses—activities my family couldn't afford. So I stayed in my own world, where I was happy and content. My extracurriculars weren't the usual after-school sports. […]

    dreamspacestudio.net/the-journ

  8. At times in my life when the external requirements on me have conflicted with my internal needs or reality, the dissonance between those two has proved immense, painful, energy draining, and lonely. 1/2

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AutisticMasking

  9. At times in my life when the external requirements on me have conflicted with my internal needs or reality, the dissonance between those two has proved immense, painful, energy draining, and lonely. 1/2

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AutisticMasking

  10. At times in my life when the external requirements on me have conflicted with my internal needs or reality, the dissonance between those two has proved immense, painful, energy draining, and lonely. 1/2

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AutisticMasking

  11. At times in my life when the external requirements on me have conflicted with my internal needs or reality, the dissonance between those two has proved immense, painful, energy draining, and lonely. 1/2

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AutisticMasking

  12. At times in my life when the external requirements on me have conflicted with my internal needs or reality, the dissonance between those two has proved immense, painful, energy draining, and lonely. 1/2

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AutisticMasking

  13. Here's a hard truth. Even when things were at their hardest — I was surviving. I was making it.

    Not always well. Not in any way I liked. But I was doing it.

    Which meant I could do it. Which meant I could keep doing it. 1/2

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD #Neurodiversity

  14. Hi, I’m Rook. I’m a 30-something nerdy #trans vixen.

    I’ve been doing #WebDevelopment, #programming, and #database stuff since I was a kit, and I'm still loving it.

    Currently, I am recovering from #AutisticBurnout and dealing with multiple #ChronicIllnesses.

    Previously, I worked with complex #automation and #robotics systems in #HealthCare, doing a mix of #UserSupport, #SystemAdmin, and #DataAnalysis.

    At home, I’m constantly tinkering with #SmartHome projects using #HomeAssistant, building my own #electronics, and battling my #3DPrinting hardware.

    I also enjoy running around as a big, silly #fox in the #Furry fandom. #Fursuiter

    I’m #ActuallyAutistic, #AuDHD, and #ADHD. I’m a proud #transgender member of the #LGBTQIA #queer community,

    #introduction #reintroduction

  15. Pushing past your capacity doesn't make you more productive.
    It makes you burned out. And then you can't work at all. 1/3

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD

  16. Ich bin zwar glücklicherweise nicht von Long Covid betroffen, aber die Auswirkungen eines autistischen Burnouts und die von ME/CFS können in der Symptomatik (Erschöpfung/geringe Belastbarkeit) ähnlich sein.

    Ich habe daher diesen Fragebogen für eine erste Selbsteinschätzung sehr hilfreich gefunden:

    sgme.ch/funcap/

    #AutistischerBurnout #mecfs #Autismus
    #LebenMitAutismus #LebenMitHochbegabung #SpoonieLife #unsichtbareBehinderung #InvisibleDisability #autisticBurnout

    edit: #

  17. Autistic burnout isn’t just being "tired."

    It is cellular-level energy depletion.

    When you force yourself to mask and push through sensory overload, your body pays a steep price. Chronic adrenaline damages your mitochondria. This accumulated physical stress creates your allostatic load.

    Stop trying to sleep off hardware damage.

    #AutisticBurnout #AllostaticLoad #AuDHD

  18. It's okay to start with the less bad option.

    When I was rebuilding after burnout, I wasn't starting from a place of thriving. I was starting from a place of "what can I actually do right now?" 1/3

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD

  19. Your impulse to cut back on things has been spot on. But it matters what you're cutting back on.

    Cutting back on work hours, without changing the actual conditions of your work, doesn't make as much difference as you'd hope. 1/3

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD

  20. Since I’ve been more active in both coaching and autism advocacy, people have asked me lots of questions. But one of the ones I get most often is, “How do I get out of burnout without changing much in my life?” 1/3

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD

  21. FYI, tomorrow is the last day for the early bird sign up bonus for my Autistic self-employment course.

    Learn to build systems into your business that prevent burnout by design. It's not tips and tricks. Not "just rest more." It's real structure that creates the outcomes you want.

    autismchrysalis.com/alchemy

    #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD #AutisticBusiness #Neurodivergent #SelfEmployment #AutisticBurnout #SmallBusiness

  22. #AbendGedanken

    Ich war heute Nachmittag mit einer lieben Kollegin in der Stadt zum Kaffeetrinken verabredet. Wirklich keine große Sache, nur ein bisschen Klönen, Updaten, Austausch in netter Umgebung.
    Nach knapp eineinhalb Stunden haben wir uns verabschiedet, ich habe noch ein paar Sachen eingekauft - und habe es nur noch mit allergrößter Mühe nach Hause geschafft.
    Und zuhause ging erstmal gar nichts mehr.

    🧵 1/3

    #LebenMitAutismus #SpoonieLife #Stimming #Overload #AutisticBurnout #Autismus

  23. I don't usually eat pre-prepared meals, but when it means I won't just end up eating toast or crisps, it seems a better option. I really like this brand, which is all vegan and local to Melbourne.
    #WhatVegansEat #VeganFood #Autism #autistic #neurodiverse #AutisticBurnout #ActuallyAutistic

  24. I don't usually eat pre-prepared meals, but when it means I won't just end up eating toast or crisps, it seems a better option. I really like this brand, which is all vegan and local to Melbourne.
    #WhatVegansEat #VeganFood #Autism #autistic #neurodiverse #AutisticBurnout #ActuallyAutistic

  25. I don't usually eat pre-prepared meals, but when it means I won't just end up eating toast or crisps, it seems a better option. I really like this brand, which is all vegan and local to Melbourne.
    #WhatVegansEat #VeganFood #Autism #autistic #neurodiverse #AutisticBurnout #ActuallyAutistic

  26. I don't usually eat pre-prepared meals, but when it means I won't just end up eating toast or crisps, it seems a better option. I really like this brand, which is all vegan and local to Melbourne.
    #WhatVegansEat #VeganFood #Autism #autistic #neurodiverse #AutisticBurnout #ActuallyAutistic

  27. Is it depression or Autistic Burnout?
    For years, I lived under the wrong diagnosis. Traditional treatments fail when we mistake a nervous system paralyzed by "masking" for a simple chemical imbalance.
    In my latest article, I explore the neurobiology of burnout and the emerging role of psilocybin as a "window of plasticity" for the autistic brain.
    Read the full piece here:
    medium.com/the-unexpected-auti
    #Neurodiversity #AutisticBurnout #MentalHealth #PsychedelicTherapy #Psilocybin #ActuallyAutistic

  28. Is it depression or Autistic Burnout?
    For years, I lived under the wrong diagnosis. Traditional treatments fail when we mistake a nervous system paralyzed by "masking" for a simple chemical imbalance.
    In my latest article, I explore the neurobiology of burnout and the emerging role of psilocybin as a "window of plasticity" for the autistic brain.
    Read the full piece here:
    medium.com/the-unexpected-auti
    #Neurodiversity #AutisticBurnout #MentalHealth #PsychedelicTherapy #Psilocybin #ActuallyAutistic

  29. Is it depression or Autistic Burnout?
    For years, I lived under the wrong diagnosis. Traditional treatments fail when we mistake a nervous system paralyzed by "masking" for a simple chemical imbalance.
    In my latest article, I explore the neurobiology of burnout and the emerging role of psilocybin as a "window of plasticity" for the autistic brain.
    Read the full piece here:
    medium.com/the-unexpected-auti
    #Neurodiversity #AutisticBurnout #MentalHealth #PsychedelicTherapy #Psilocybin #ActuallyAutistic

  30. Is it depression or Autistic Burnout?
    For years, I lived under the wrong diagnosis. Traditional treatments fail when we mistake a nervous system paralyzed by "masking" for a simple chemical imbalance.
    In my latest article, I explore the neurobiology of burnout and the emerging role of psilocybin as a "window of plasticity" for the autistic brain.
    Read the full piece here:
    medium.com/the-unexpected-auti
    #Neurodiversity #AutisticBurnout #MentalHealth #PsychedelicTherapy #Psilocybin #ActuallyAutistic

  31. Is it depression or Autistic Burnout?
    For years, I lived under the wrong diagnosis. Traditional treatments fail when we mistake a nervous system paralyzed by "masking" for a simple chemical imbalance.
    In my latest article, I explore the neurobiology of burnout and the emerging role of psilocybin as a "window of plasticity" for the autistic brain.
    Read the full piece here:
    medium.com/the-unexpected-auti
    #Neurodiversity #AutisticBurnout #MentalHealth #PsychedelicTherapy #Psilocybin #ActuallyAutistic

  32. One of the things I figured out on my own self-discovery journey: not doing things that don't need to be done is one of the best uses of my time.

    That sounds obvious. It wasn't obvious to me for a long time.

    I spent years doing things out of obligation, habit, or fear of what it meant if I didn't stay busy. Turns out a lot of those things just... didn't need to happen.

    #ActuallyAutistic #EnergyManagement #AuDHD #BurnoutRecovery #AutisticBurnout

  33. One of the things I figured out on my own self-discovery journey: not doing things that don't need to be done is one of the best uses of my time.

    That sounds obvious. It wasn't obvious to me for a long time.

    I spent years doing things out of obligation, habit, or fear of what it meant if I didn't stay busy. Turns out a lot of those things just... didn't need to happen.

    #ActuallyAutistic #EnergyManagement #AuDHD #BurnoutRecovery #AutisticBurnout

  34. One of the things I figured out on my own self-discovery journey: not doing things that don't need to be done is one of the best uses of my time.

    That sounds obvious. It wasn't obvious to me for a long time.

    I spent years doing things out of obligation, habit, or fear of what it meant if I didn't stay busy. Turns out a lot of those things just... didn't need to happen.

    #ActuallyAutistic #EnergyManagement #AuDHD #BurnoutRecovery #AutisticBurnout

  35. One of the things I figured out on my own self-discovery journey: not doing things that don't need to be done is one of the best uses of my time.

    That sounds obvious. It wasn't obvious to me for a long time.

    I spent years doing things out of obligation, habit, or fear of what it meant if I didn't stay busy. Turns out a lot of those things just... didn't need to happen.

    #ActuallyAutistic #EnergyManagement #AuDHD #BurnoutRecovery #AutisticBurnout

  36. In burnout, your brain and nervous system are struggling to keep up with unreasonable demands, and have gone into a self-protection mode.

    Try to honor that, and give yourself compassion.
    1/2

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD

  37. Getting out of burnout isn’t just getting some energy, getting a little motivation and then doing stuff the same way again. It’s doing things in a different way, so that you don’t go into burnout again.

    #AutisticBurnout #BurnoutRecovery #Burnout #ActuallyAutistic #AuDHD

  38. #Abendgedanken

    Mein Leben lang habe ich das Gefühl, ein #Alien zu sein.
    Mit 40 wird bei mir #Hochbegabung festgestellt.
    Ein Mosaiksteichen
    Mit 55 erhalte ich die Diagnose Autismus.
    Das letzte Mosaiksteinchen?!
    Endlich Klarheit?!

    Doch dann implodiert mein Akku -
    und nichts ist mehr, wie es mal war.

    Ich suche wieder.
    Und unter den Trümmern finde ich mich, Stück für Stück, ohne Maske, ohne Tarnmantel.

    Und richte mich wieder auf.
    Langsam, müde, aber am Leben.

    #autismus #autisticburnout

    🦋

  39. Between Belonging

    I've been doing a lot of shedding lately. Identities, communities, masks I didn't even know I was wearing. And in the quieter moments I've started to notice what's left when all of that falls away.

    The thing that's true across every version of me, every role, every phase, every room I've learned to navigate, is that I care deeply. I always have. And for a long time I hid that, because caring deeply isn't always safe.

    I've moved through a lot of spaces over the years. Each one met a real need for a season. Each one also had edges I learned to stay inside. So I got good at managing what I showed and where. It works. And it's exhausting.

    What I've been slowly understanding is that I don't miss the spaces so much as I miss what I felt in them. Being listened to. Being known. Having somewhere to bring my feelings, my questions, my grief, my half-formed hopes. And having someone meet me there with genuine curiosity and kindness.

    My husband still gives me all of that. Even after all these years. But something in me wants more than one place to feel that way. Not an audience. Not a group organized around a cause or a wound. Just a handful of people I don't have to translate myself for.

    I'm in a slow season of integration right now. Learning to be a better steward of myself. Learning that I don't have to explain everything; sometimes I can just feel it.

    But I also miss talking. Really talking. And I'm starting to believe I deserve a place to do that again.

    If any of this lands for you, if you've ever felt the specific ache of being known in pieces but not as a whole, I'd love to hear that I'm not alone in it.

    #audhd #autisticwomen #hsp #autisticburnout #integration

  40. Between Belonging

    I've been doing a lot of shedding lately. Identities, communities, masks I didn't even know I was wearing. And in the quieter moments I've started to notice what's left when all of that falls away.

    The thing that's true across every version of me, every role, every phase, every room I've learned to navigate, is that I care deeply. I always have. And for a long time I hid that, because caring deeply isn't always safe.

    I've moved through a lot of spaces over the years. Each one met a real need for a season. Each one also had edges I learned to stay inside. So I got good at managing what I showed and where. It works. And it's exhausting.

    What I've been slowly understanding is that I don't miss the spaces so much as I miss what I felt in them. Being listened to. Being known. Having somewhere to bring my feelings, my questions, my grief, my half-formed hopes. And having someone meet me there with genuine curiosity and kindness.

    My husband still gives me all of that. Even after all these years. But something in me wants more than one place to feel that way. Not an audience. Not a group organized around a cause or a wound. Just a handful of people I don't have to translate myself for.

    I'm in a slow season of integration right now. Learning to be a better steward of myself. Learning that I don't have to explain everything; sometimes I can just feel it.

    But I also miss talking. Really talking. And I'm starting to believe I deserve a place to do that again.

    If any of this lands for you, if you've ever felt the specific ache of being known in pieces but not as a whole, I'd love to hear that I'm not alone in it.

    #audhd #autisticwomen #hsp #autisticburnout #integration

  41. Between Belonging

    I've been doing a lot of shedding lately. Identities, communities, masks I didn't even know I was wearing. And in the quieter moments I've started to notice what's left when all of that falls away.

    The thing that's true across every version of me, every role, every phase, every room I've learned to navigate, is that I care deeply. I always have. And for a long time I hid that, because caring deeply isn't always safe.

    I've moved through a lot of spaces over the years. Each one met a real need for a season. Each one also had edges I learned to stay inside. So I got good at managing what I showed and where. It works. And it's exhausting.

    What I've been slowly understanding is that I don't miss the spaces so much as I miss what I felt in them. Being listened to. Being known. Having somewhere to bring my feelings, my questions, my grief, my half-formed hopes. And having someone meet me there with genuine curiosity and kindness.

    My husband still gives me all of that. Even after all these years. But something in me wants more than one place to feel that way. Not an audience. Not a group organized around a cause or a wound. Just a handful of people I don't have to translate myself for.

    I'm in a slow season of integration right now. Learning to be a better steward of myself. Learning that I don't have to explain everything; sometimes I can just feel it.

    But I also miss talking. Really talking. And I'm starting to believe I deserve a place to do that again.

    If any of this lands for you, if you've ever felt the specific ache of being known in pieces but not as a whole, I'd love to hear that I'm not alone in it.

    #audhd #autisticwomen #hsp #autisticburnout #integration

  42. Between Belonging

    I've been doing a lot of shedding lately. Identities, communities, masks I didn't even know I was wearing. And in the quieter moments I've started to notice what's left when all of that falls away.

    The thing that's true across every version of me, every role, every phase, every room I've learned to navigate, is that I care deeply. I always have. And for a long time I hid that, because caring deeply isn't always safe.

    I've moved through a lot of spaces over the years. Each one met a real need for a season. Each one also had edges I learned to stay inside. So I got good at managing what I showed and where. It works. And it's exhausting.

    What I've been slowly understanding is that I don't miss the spaces so much as I miss what I felt in them. Being listened to. Being known. Having somewhere to bring my feelings, my questions, my grief, my half-formed hopes. And having someone meet me there with genuine curiosity and kindness.

    My husband still gives me all of that. Even after all these years. But something in me wants more than one place to feel that way. Not an audience. Not a group organized around a cause or a wound. Just a handful of people I don't have to translate myself for.

    I'm in a slow season of integration right now. Learning to be a better steward of myself. Learning that I don't have to explain everything; sometimes I can just feel it.

    But I also miss talking. Really talking. And I'm starting to believe I deserve a place to do that again.

    If any of this lands for you, if you've ever felt the specific ache of being known in pieces but not as a whole, I'd love to hear that I'm not alone in it.

    #audhd #autisticwomen #hsp #autisticburnout #integration

  43. Between Belonging

    I've been doing a lot of shedding lately. Identities, communities, masks I didn't even know I was wearing. And in the quieter moments I've started to notice what's left when all of that falls away.

    The thing that's true across every version of me, every role, every phase, every room I've learned to navigate, is that I care deeply. I always have. And for a long time I hid that, because caring deeply isn't always safe.

    I've moved through a lot of spaces over the years. Each one met a real need for a season. Each one also had edges I learned to stay inside. So I got good at managing what I showed and where. It works. And it's exhausting.

    What I've been slowly understanding is that I don't miss the spaces so much as I miss what I felt in them. Being listened to. Being known. Having somewhere to bring my feelings, my questions, my grief, my half-formed hopes. And having someone meet me there with genuine curiosity and kindness.

    My husband still gives me all of that. Even after all these years. But something in me wants more than one place to feel that way. Not an audience. Not a group organized around a cause or a wound. Just a handful of people I don't have to translate myself for.

    I'm in a slow season of integration right now. Learning to be a better steward of myself. Learning that I don't have to explain everything; sometimes I can just feel it.

    But I also miss talking. Really talking. And I'm starting to believe I deserve a place to do that again.

    If any of this lands for you, if you've ever felt the specific ache of being known in pieces but not as a whole, I'd love to hear that I'm not alone in it.

    #audhd #autisticwomen #hsp #autisticburnout #integration