Tired - stayed up too late last night and am adjusting to new sleep meds.
Wondering at what point I should give up on hearing anything back from this program I'm trying to apply to - it's been a month now. If they don't accept me, what then? Just living with my parents forever? I don't really want that, but I don't know what other choice I have.
I hate that I'm so fragile. I really would like to have a job I could support myself on, but when I had even just a part-time job, the stress and stuff led to depression, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts that put me in the hospital four times in one year. That's not normal. It makes me feel weak and pathetic that I can't even handle a part-time job without such consequences.
I hate my dependency in general. I'm so tired of feeling like a burden on others, I really wish I was able to take care of myself and live on my own so I wouldn't be a burden on anyone but myself. I hate that I'm stuck at this point where I'm not disabled enough to qualify for most forms of assistance but am too disabled to make do without it (hence my dependence on my parents) - I wish I were just a bit further one way or the other so I could either get what I need or make do without it.
You know what? I'm going to go ahead and say it. I hate my autism and everything that comes with it. It doesn't provide me any benefits that I can see, it just puts up so many barriers for me. If I were NT, I could probably have a job I could support myself on, and I would definitely be able to take care of myself. I would actually eat when I need to, and wouldn't have trouble identifying when I need to go to the bathroom until it's such an emergency that I sometimes don't make it in time. I would be able to talk to people even if they didn't talk to me first, and I would never have to worry about whether or not I'd be able to speak at all. I would be able to do things like eat in a restaurant or go grocery shopping without worrying about the likelihood of shutting down even when I have my service dog with me (he helps with that, but it still sometimes happens). I wouldn't have had ECT that destroyed my memory, which now makes it even harder for me to learn the things I need to know how to do in order to live on my own. I could manage having real friendships. I'd be able to go to concerts and enjoy them. Essentially, I'd be able to live something resembling a normal life. But no, all that's taken from me because of this curse called autism. I want it gone.
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"