Being forced to read between the lines because other people are afraid of being honest with themselves is exhausting, frustrating and confusing.
Often that dishonesty comes in the form of manipulation. They want me to continue treating them the way that I do while offering nothing in return except to tear me down for treating everyone else the same way I treat them.
At least that’s my perspective from my experiences.
The only people I want to be around these days are those that can embrace being honest with themselves and the people they surround themselves with. I no longer tolerate being forced to read subtle cues that conflict with what they say and do.
Big same! I have no energy for anyone who wants to play games instead of communicating clearly. I have even less energy for those who would rather assume what I feel based on tone or body language than listen to my words about my own experiences.
My tone is tied to my energy level, not to my feelings about the things I say or the person I’m speaking to. When tired, I can either communicate in a flat tone, write/type my thoughts, or not talk at all. I’d rather be around people who understand that and won’t try to argue me (especially at a time when I feel particularly drained, which is when such conflicts tend to arise.)
As a result, the people I can tolerate after work are of an exclusive group, primarily made of other autists who know how to handle direct communication. (Not-so-fun note: my own mom doesn’t even pass this bar. She would love a call, I know, but I just can’t deal with her standards sometimes.)
Being forced to read between the lines because other people are afraid of being honest with themselves is exhausting, frustrating and confusing.
Often that dishonesty comes in the form of manipulation. They want me to continue treating them the way that I do while offering nothing in return except to tear me down for treating everyone else the same way I treat them.
At least that’s my perspective from my experiences.
The only people I want to be around these days are those that can embrace being honest with themselves and the people they surround themselves with. I no longer tolerate being forced to read subtle cues that conflict with what they say and do.
Big same! I have no energy for anyone who wants to play games instead of communicating clearly. I have even less energy for those who would rather assume what I feel based on tone or body language than listen to my words about my own experiences.
My tone is tied to my energy level, not to my feelings about the things I say or the person I’m speaking to. When tired, I can either communicate in a flat tone, write/type my thoughts, or not talk at all. I’d rather be around people who understand that and won’t try to argue me (especially at a time when I feel particularly drained, which is when such conflicts tend to arise.)
As a result, the people I can tolerate after work are of an exclusive group, primarily made of other autists who know how to handle direct communication. (Not-so-fun note: my own mom doesn’t even pass this bar. She would love a call, I know, but I just can’t deal with her standards sometimes.)