Great article! Since childhood, I've often felt I'm living in a madhouse where many things are nonsensical, and people's behaviour irrational. It feels like being a sane person living in an asylum - the patients are not always violent or confusing, sometimes they are kind and benevolent, but I'm never safe to relax for fear of sudden outbursts. It's inherently stressful.

I've spent a lot of effort refining my acting abilities (masking) and figuring out the rules (and ways to navigate them successfully). I often wonder how much more successful I could be if I didn't have to spend so much damn time barely scraping by through this world not designed for me. Many autistic people struggle way more than me, I'm grateful for my abilities.

The only time I feel truly safe is when I'm locked inside my house on my own. I'm actually very social and get energised by positive interactions, but I've spent much of my life isolating myself because that's the time I'm the happiest.

Feels like the crazies took over the asylum. The irony of society is that many, many positive developments across every area (e.g. science, culture, religion etc) have been made by neuro-spicy people.

The NTs desperately need us, but shun us too. It's a cosmic joke.