Until I discovered that I am likely autistic and understood what that means I was constantly wearing masks. I felt absolutely exhausted and miserable after them. I spent huge amount of time trying to be ''normal'' and failing.
In my case those mostly were/are, job interviews, meetings with other people, phone calls, using the public transport, trying to fit in, handshakes, social interactions, small talks, trying to cope with noises and smells and clocks on the walls making noises.
I have went to some social gatherings only to discover that whenever I am in a loud or crowded place with lots of people talking at once I have trouble focusing on one person or source. I could barely make out anything the person standing only a few feet in front of me is saying.
Obviously, the effort to keep the masks on has taken its toll on my mental and physical health. I had no support whatsoever. I was so unhappy and I felt absolutely miserable. For a long time, the only thing that made me happy was eating. So, I was eating too much and very unhealthy food.
I am still wearing some masks at work. For example, try to do handshakes to be polite and not rude, suppress my stimming, something that really comes me down when I am anxious and also makes me happy. Also, not fighting for the adjustments that would really help me to do the work much better and feel much better.
Since I try to do exactly what feels right for me, not what the society expects me to mo, I feel much happier. Like huge weight off my shoulders. However, it is difficult as I sometimes feel the others expectations, pressure to behave like a ''normal'' person.
Do you (still) wear masks?
I think, in some senses, everyone wears masks. Everyone tries to project a certain image: of confidence, competence, coolness, etc.
Yes, I still wear masks. People have told me at work that I have a constant aura of happiness, extroversion and confidence. Nothing could be further from the truth. Generally speaking, my mood is mildly low at best. I'm shy and insecure. I find it difficult to express an opinion face-to-face in case someone takes me to pieces... so I tend to make light of things, or ignore them (which could, of course, give the appearance that I know nothing about the matter in hand, so have nothing to say). As soon as I step foot inside the door at work in the morning, I feel a switch going on. I'm leaving my world behind. Now I have this to deal with. I have this part to play.
Yes, it's exhausting, too. It's great when I can get in the car to drive home and finally 'be me'. And then get home and become the quiet, low-mood, sociophobe that is my more natural state. It must be like an actor feels at the end of the day, when coming off set. It's probably difficult for all people. I think, though, it's especially difficult for us because we have more work to do.
I am wearing coolness and smile at work but my mood most of the time is very low. I am unhappy most of the time.
I find it extremely difficult to express an opinion face-to-face.
Most of the time, I try to keep low profile, stay in the background and just survive the day. I do not try anymore to go ''extra mile'' as I feel that it is not worth it. I simply damage my health. I do the minimum.
Yes, I often feel like an actor at work.
With the right support, I would so motivated and happy.
California said:Most of the time, I try to keep low profile, stay in the background and just survive the day.
Thank you for letting me know!
It is good to know that I am not the only one struggling in this situation.
The problem is. I see this as a pointless thing.
I often feel that I am in a prison and want to escape from this nightmare.
Hi California, I’m the same as you and I’m finding that living without the mask is a processs, like anything else, but my tolerance for masking is zero so that is where I will eventually be living from, a place of zero masking. The more we live without the mask, the more we will be accepted and understood because people will have no choice but to see clearly that we are different in that we don’t live a nuerotypical life, but we’re here, alive, well and thriving as an nd in a world that is predominantly nt but that is changing to be more open, loving and accepting, for all people, not just nd’s. But that will only happen to the degree that we refuse or choose not to wear the mask. We’re revolutionaries which means we will be in the minority, but that’s ok because we’ve got each other on here and at our groups etc and luckily enough for us, most of us like to spend much of our time by ourselves anyway.
I escaped the prison when I realised I was autistic and I no longer have to fail at being ‘normal’ and that I can gloriously and unashamedly, be me. There are a few bumps along the way to no masking, I am finding, but they’re all good, people will eventually see that I’m not mad, bad or sad or whatever, so I don’t worry about the bumps, I simply use them as opportunities for embracing me and my quirks even more. I stim in public now and I happily talk to myself in public, I don’t care, I’m me and I have as much right to be on this planet as everybody else. I didn’t feel that prior to my realisation of autism, but now I do know who I am, never again will I do anything to ‘fit in’ because every time I do, I’m closing off a part of me and as far as we know it, we only have one lifetime in this form, so I’m going to live it the way I want to live it, not by somebody else’s idea of what’s right or normal.
BlueRay said:I escaped the prison when I realised I was autistic and I no longer have to fail at being ‘normal’ and that I can gloriously and unashamedly, be me. There are a few bumps along the way to no masking, I am finding, but they’re all good, people will eventually see that I’m not mad, bad or sad or whatever, so I don’t worry about the bumps, I simply use them as opportunities for embracing me and my quirks even more. I stim in public now and I happily talk to myself in public, I don’t care, I’m me and I have as much right to be on this planet as everybody else. I didn’t feel that prior to my realisation of autism, but now I do know who I am, never again will I do anything to ‘fit in’ because every time I do, I’m closing off a part of me and as far as we know it, we only have one lifetime in this form, so I’m going to live it the way I want to live it, not by somebody else’s idea of what’s right or normal.
Yes... it was a wonderful moment when I felt I no longer needed to put on all the pretences I'd used in the past. My big problem was accounting for the fact that I could act so dim-wittedly on occasions, and seem so naive, for no apparent reason. People must just have thought that I was subnormal, or a freak.
I also talk to myself in public. It's one of the things that's good about my job, working with autistic people. Once I switch into their world, I tend to behave as they do - which feels natural. The other staff tend to congregate together and talk to one another, whereas I prefer to congregate with the service users and talk to them. Maybe this is why people say I come across as happy, confident and competent. Because I'm being myself! Maybe it isn't a mask at all.
Yes, 'fitting in' feels like denial of self. And why should we do this, simply to please others?
Vive la difference!
Yes, vive la difference indeed. As Temple Grandin said, the world needs all kinds of minds and most, if not all, the movers and shakers of this world are or were autistic.
I follow this guy, who’s into nutrition and I love him and it’s obvious to me that he’s autistic, so I follow more or less his advice. Rather than a vegan or plant based diet, he says he’s a nutritarian, meaning, he has studied what the body needs for optimal health, from a nutrition stand point and he’s worked out what foods provide that nutrition. I trust him all the more because I know he’s autistic but another eminent doctor who I follow, who used to be a heart surgeon and now cures heart disease with nutrition, says he’s ok this fella but he doesn’t seem to be aware of how other people perceive him and neither does he seem to care, which he sees as professional suicide and that he says that he won’t win arguments or favour. This guy (the autistic one) speaks very much in the manner that I do, as if we’re confident of what we say and as if we’re right, and everyone else is wrong. But it’s not like that, he is simply expressing his findings and he’s blunt, to the point and not politically correct. He’s like me, if somebody tells us something we didn’t know, that goes against what we thought but that we see is more true than what we thought, he thinks great, I’ve learned something new. It’s never about being right or wrong or winning argurments, the truth speaks for itself and if we get something wrong, fantastic, we’ve just learned something new. We must have, other wise we would never know we had been wrong. I love autistic people, I think they’re amazing, but I love nt’s as well, I find them fascinating and of course, they’re equally as amazing, but in different ways, ways that I could never be, but I have ways that they could never have and that’s ok.
That's interesting. I was vegan for 25 years (I back-slipped a little a few years ago, but I'm more or less back on track now). I was really obsessive about it, and would only eat wholefoods - nothing processed. I understood about the need for complex proteins, and especially the risk of B12 deficiency. When I first started the diet, I had a partner who was a nutritionist. She was particularly concerned with working with blood types, and tailoring diets to optimise nutrition, energy and general well-being. I'm a great believer that if you put rubbish in, you get rubbish out. I'm a little more relaxed about things now. I drink a little more than I should on occasion. I eat chips and snacks, and some highly-processed foods (though generally only at work). But I also am still obsessive about ensuring I eat plenty of fruit and vegetables. Even on freezing days, too, I'll eat salads. I feel much better when I stick to good eating. Same with exercise. If I go more than 2 days without exercise, I feel bloated and unfit - even though that's just in my mind. My GP says I'm fitter than many guys half my age. I don't run any more (prefer cycling and swimming, which have less of an impact on the body), but I can still dash up a few flights of stairs without getting winded. At 59, I don't think that's bad!
Good for you!
I try it too, but after 50 years of trying to fit in wearing masks, it is hard to shed the habit! I still feel exhausted after a couple of hours of social interaction, which proofs I still make too much of an effort. It is very important for me to stop that, because it has caused burn-out, depression, thyroid disease, leaky gut, ... I must avoid stress (=people).
But then, now and again, I feel lonely and friendless ... You can't have it all ...