I remember in my second year at primary scool having to be dragged inside by my Mum as I was crying and screaming so much I really didn't want to go, I never wanted to go to school in the first place and I thought the two terms in reception class was all I had to do. The enormity of having to spend years and years of comin gto this place was awful.
By secondary school, I just started not going, it was a long time before anyone noticed. I was just bad for not going, being bullied I was told to just stay away from them, nobody cared. I was being terrorised at home and at school, I just needed a safe place to be and wandering the streets was better.
I enjoyed performing arts snd music but I hated my clas mates it was like I was expected to Stop talking about resident evil 2 once they had completed it despite the fact I knew so much about it snd wanted to share the hidden details
I refused secondary school. The school authorities never really chased it up, psychiatrists were not much help either. I don’t think they would have even considered autism at the time.
Like everything in life i masked it and was miserable
it’s only now that im unmasking I’ve noticed rhe flappy hands for thr dust time ever and this must be the full extent of autistic joy that ive denied my self for so long
I guess I’m kind of an outlier here on this forum, but I actually enjoyed school a bit. Yeah, I got bullied pretty badly in junior high, but in high school I was pretty successful and found my own group of artists to hang out with. College and grad school were even better. I’m not really super social, but I got lucky to fall into groups that embraced my quirks.
Not quite a refuser, but I cried each day at the school gates every time I was left during the first few weeks at my first school. Then every year thereafter I would have severe migraines in the days running up to the new school year. Even rushed to hospital one year after a week long migraine. Once over the initial shock each year, I would settle in as I loved learning new things. Unfortunately this made me stand out as unusual at the Secondary Modern, resulting in quite a bit of bullying.
