Not to mention several or none of those things, combined with some type of neurodivergence. Like, I know I’m supposed to engage socially here and if it’s not a situation I have much experience with I might just accidentally tell the truth in some way that NT’s think is weird.
I had a lifetime movie type experience with an ex several years ago, that was an incredibly close call. Shortly after it happened, I got a haircut and told the hairdresser about it, because it’s a good story. She got pretty quiet and afterwards my sister scolded me for trauma dumping. It probably was that at the time, because I was pretty traumatized, but I didn’t realize that that would make a stranger feel weird.
I was in my early twenties and had not yet learned that I was autistic, but I do tend to pick up on those signals. Just, the stress of the situation made it feel like a thing that should be shared (for real everyone, google peoples full names before you start dating them).
Tbf, being told by a stranger that they are upping their dosage un-prompted is itself some totally incomprehensible bullshit. Too many of the people that do this will actually accept any response that isn’t a direct attack on or distraction from their personal narrative.
She probably agreed because that is at least a seamless way of “acknowledging” some totally incomprehensible bullshit that a stranger just told her.
Not that I see how the sertraline dosage even came up, to be fair.
You’d be surprised what people will tell you. Although usually it’s the customer and not the employee
I’ve met so many people who start giving me intimate details of their life after a mere greeting. Like, yo! Don’t you have any filters?
It is funny how many things destroy filters. Stress, lack of sleep, exhaustion, alcohol.
Not to mention several or none of those things, combined with some type of neurodivergence. Like, I know I’m supposed to engage socially here and if it’s not a situation I have much experience with I might just accidentally tell the truth in some way that NT’s think is weird.
I had a lifetime movie type experience with an ex several years ago, that was an incredibly close call. Shortly after it happened, I got a haircut and told the hairdresser about it, because it’s a good story. She got pretty quiet and afterwards my sister scolded me for trauma dumping. It probably was that at the time, because I was pretty traumatized, but I didn’t realize that that would make a stranger feel weird.
I was in my early twenties and had not yet learned that I was autistic, but I do tend to pick up on those signals. Just, the stress of the situation made it feel like a thing that should be shared (for real everyone, google peoples full names before you start dating them).
Also, check the state’s court records.
Like this?
Tbf, being told by a stranger that they are upping their dosage un-prompted is itself some totally incomprehensible bullshit. Too many of the people that do this will actually accept any response that isn’t a direct attack on or distraction from their personal narrative.