When I am quiet it is because I am shy and also because of my anxiety issues. I do care what people think of me [and since I am so weird they ussually don't think too highly of me] Often, when I do come out of my shell, people tend to hate me for not remaining in my omega position. This also happens when I am still quiet but one of the leaders tells me to do something that is against my values, and so I refuse.
I don't know how to handle this, because I am now an old woman, whereas just a few years ago I looked WAAAAAY younger than my age [no longer] and was what many people consider quite attractive. We also had money [spent it all trying to save my sons life, now near homeless living in a travel trailer] Chemo has turned my brain to jello and affects my emotions, sending me into crying jags. [now also considered stupid and weak]
None of these changes bothered me much. I was so naive, that when as an adult, after a nightmare of a childhood, I believed that people liked my eccentric, quirky self. Turns out that I was accepted for my looks, money, creativity and always happy attitude despite having a sick kid. I would much rather be asked "why don't you talk?" than receiving an attitude of "Don't you dare talk." and I am not being paranoid. Many in my community felt so betrayed by my vulnerability that they chose to believe a circulating lie that I was faking breast cancer [and this is at a nudist club, where people were already seeing my scarred chest and drains just days after my mastectomy]
On the bright side, hitting bottom so hard and fast reminded me that i was always treated horribly as a child for being different and triggering me to become active in fighting for rights, acceptance and accomodations for other autistics.
This thread, along with chemo brain, triggered the emotions I was feeling constantly not many months ago. And guys, chemo brain is so real that I forgot that I have reached an incredibly exciting period of my life.[ I fORGOT that I am now content.Is that weird or what?]
Kind of got off subject. Guess I needed to let it out.