The Universal Guide For An Apsie!

Mood Swings ｡ﾟ(ﾟ'Д'ﾟ)ﾟ｡

OMFG! I GOT #243 IN THE ASPEGERS GROUP! I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF THAT IS GOOD, BUT IMMA COUNT THAT AS A WIN!

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So this one is gonna be less about advice and more about sharing experiences. 

As some of you may already know, I am fourteen, which means several things as of today:

- I am in the midst of puberty, which means hormones up-the-wazoo.

- These copious amounts of chemicals are causing unwanted side affects, i.e. Acne and mood swings (don't deny it, we have all been there).

- I have been put on a medication that will rid me of acne, but wouldn't you know it, one of the side affects is, wait for it, even worse mood swings.

- Oh, did I mention that school started yesterday.

Soooooo, yea. You can imagine the shit storm of a day I've had. Let's be real, it isn't like I didn't know what I was in for before I started taking these pills, but I didn't think it was going to be this bad. For my Neurotypical readers (those without ASD) going through the same changes or happen to be on a mood affecting medication, kudos to you because hormones are evil little buggars. And for us ASD munchkins, I would like to declare -ehem- I DID NOT SIGN UP TO FEELING LIKE A I AM ON FLIPPING ROLLERCOASTER OF EMOTIONS!!!!!!!!!!

Anywho, I am going to back track and explain myself a bit. Like I said earlier, today was the second day of school and so I thought that it might be a little easier to get through. Boy, was I wrong. For whatever reasons, be it lack of sleep or the tablets I took this morning, I could not concentrate! My eyes kept closing, my vision was blurry when looking at teachers and straight up cross-eyed when looking at my work book, and there were moments when I swore that everyone was speaking another language. During my maths class, the teacher was walking around to check on the students; he must have stopped in front of me because I blinked and he was walking away. Then I noticed that he had marked some of my questions.

I have come to the conclusion that either I sped up time, or he is the Flash.

By this point, my mood had gone from one extreme to another several times and I am frustrated to the point of being a little pissed off. It did not help my mood when I walked into the wrong class and had to be show where to go, despite the fact that on any other day I would be fine. So I'm walking into my class (the customary mocking shouts erupting) and am put next to one of the worst bullies in our year, let's call him Grapefruit. My sis picked that one! :3

When I sat down, I unpacked all my stuff and fought to ignore the whispering boy next to me. This was the last lesson of the day, I had been on the verge of tears for the past 10 minutes and then he just had to go and ask about my "ear-muffs". It might seem silly, but my ear defenders have always been a bit of a sore spot; everyone stared and asked questions when I first got them, people took them because they wanted to see if they worked (which meant I had to keep cleaning off their germs and dead skin) and a great many people have made fun of them. Three of them were from an exchange program from Germany! Therefore when he kept asking "Why do you have ear-muffs?" I just started crying. He and his friends laughed at me for crying, but I tried using one of my breathing techniques. Surprisingly, it worked for the first time and I calmed myself down before I could freak out. 

I'd like to state that I am usually not that emotional and that I was completely fine after the incident, I didn't even hurt when he called me a retard! Maybe today wasn't my day, but that doesn't mean tomorrow won't. My take away from this is to tell someone if you are having some issues with monitoring your feelings, I told my two friends so they understand. By telling someone, they may not be able to help, but it means that at least one person is on your side when you are acting crazy. It's reassuring. 

So now that you've read about my crappy day, you can do two things: 1. Laugh and sob a my misery, then proceed to eat Cheetos and fall asleep. 2. Go to the comments, put me in my place and tell me that I don't even know the meaning of a bad day! Your choice.

Until we meet again, 'Go forth, and READ!'