#popularity I have never been popular. I will never be popular. I've often wondered why some people are popular. What is it about them? It's a mystery. When I was in junior high, I ran for class president or some such thing, and didn't win. It made me upset. (Thread)
Since puberty, probably, I've tried analyzing what makes someone appealing. I thought "if only I could ..." but it's pointless. I cannot be those people.
I speak my mind; am opinionated, which maybe isn't appreciated coming from someone with a female body. I'm not particularly attractive, so that doesn't add bonus points. I can't let injustice go, and fighting for the rights of other beings isn't "cool."
I am "pushy," correct people who say something that's bullshit ... I don't know. I actually like people who are like I am. LOL. I like bold, smart, competent, compassionate people who fight for those who can't fight for themselves. What's not to like about that?
Does anyone else look at the people who attract attention; who have everyone fawning over them and wonder WTF is happening? More often than not I feel like the protagonist in #TheyLive. I am one of the few wearing the glasses that expose how people really are.
In summary, I think being #autistic is being in a perpetual state of not knowing what the fuck is going on. It's like never being able to walk away from the every mysterious, questioning sphinx.
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