I know the trolls are lining up to post "Ass-burgers is fake anyway, I met an Ass-pie once, and he was fine."
No, they're not fine: they're downright fugly and stupid, and need to be bashed out of existence
then please consider that what you didn't see was the countless hours of practice and stress and anxiety of being able to pretend to be that way; the habitual exhaustion from the effort of doing so
So what, fuck'em. On second thoughts, don't fuck them, they're too fugly.
the depression and abysmal self-esteem from never, never understanding the people around you or being able to tell whether people actually like you or not.
This is easy: nobody likes you. No-one at all. Now make a nice noose out of barbed wire, secure one end to something solid and get the noose around your scrawny neck, set yourself on fire and jump off a tall building.
The years of teasing and abuse
the subsequent years of retrospectively realising all the other things which were teasing and abuse at the time but we couldn't tell at the time.
> You can't even tell when we're shitting on you? Man, you're more stupid than we thought.
The incessant Impostor's Syndrome, which only gets worse the higher you rise -- if you can move forward in your career.
Which doesn't happen. Loserboys never win.
Who speak nineteen languages, but get scurvy because they forget to eat.
Nobody. But there are people who believe they can speak 19 languages, then don't know how to eat properly. We call them "loserboys".
people whose executive dysfunction requires the scheduling of bathing and eating
Beat them up.
where even slight interruptions can trigger a panic attack
Beat them up harder.
The meltdowns and fear and frustration and despair.
Beat them up until they don't get up anymore.
The ones who killed themselves in despair or ended up on the streets or were institutionalised or are housebound on antidepressants and anti-anxiety meds.
Good riddance. Now why don't you all loserboys follow their example and erase yourselves from existence?
Because when people started actually looking at how many people had an ASD, it turns out to be much more than anyone thought.
Yeah. Perish the thought that competent professionals can actually know better than a bunch of deluded nerds who cling on to some self-aggrandizing fantasies. Face the truth, loserboy: you tried the "oh-I-am-so-special" clinical card and got busted. Now you only have a lifetime of laugh and scorn to look forward to, so why don't you do yourself and everybody else a favour, and just suicide?
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