Lost in Translation, my autistic feeling

Challenged by sensory overload & social complexities, I find solace in my inner world. There, I embrace my passions & unique perspective

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The world can feel like an assault on the senses — a cacophony of noise, a kaleidoscope of colors, a bombardment of smells. Sometimes I feel like an astronaut adrift in an alien galaxy, surrounded by signals I can’t decipher.

My mind is a tangled web of thoughts and emotions, constantly firing on all cylinders. It’s like trying to listen to ten radio stations at once, each playing a different song at a different volume.

Social interaction is a minefield. Every glance, every gesture, every inflection can be a potential trigger for confusion. I try to navigate the unwritten rules of human communication, but they seem to be in constant flux, like a game whose rules keep changing mid-play.

But in my inner world, I find solace. There, I can unleash my hyperfocus on my passions, lose myself in the intricate details of a subject that fascinates me. There, I can let my creativity flow, unconstrained by social conventions.

Sometimes I yearn for intimate connection, for a deeper understanding of the world around me, with people that I really feel. But just as…