I suffer from chronic over-sharing. Also, guess who got an autism diagnosis? ME.
I'm still struggling with imposter syndrome, so sometimes I feel like a fraud or like I'm weak because "why can't I just ignore pain like everyone else."
I often forget that people don't feel the same things the same way I feel those things. For example, I tell someone that I'm hot, and to me, being overheated feels like my cheeks are on fire and my skin is melting off. To someone else, it's just mild discomfort.
Am I weak for thinking my discomfort is greater than others' discomfort?
It's not weakness. It's just a different way of experiencing the world. I have to remind myself that "discomfort" for someone else is "losing the ability to think, walk, or speak" for me.
My pain isn't overexaggerated. I'm describing exactly how I feel. It's not my fault my pain receptors are more sensitive than most people's pain receptors.
Oops, there I go again: oversharing to a world that doesn't care about me (yet). Don't worry. I'll make everyone care one day. I'll make a difference somehow.
I'm actually working on writing a two-book series that addresses ableism. I plan on writing a bunch of disabled superheroes, and both main characters are/were previously disabled. It'll make more sense if you read it.
I need to do a lot of research on different disabilities and expand my circle of readers so that people can check that what I write isn't offensive. No matter what, though, I'll make mistakes. My world experiences will never be like someone else's, so even if I do extensive research about what it's like to be deaf, I'll never truly understand what it's like. All I can do is try my best.
There's so much I need to learn, but that's what life is about, right? Learning.
