@antipelican
thank you for all that!
I keep getting told about the "unmasking" book, but keep forgetting the title as soon as someone tells me (because everyone refuses to write it down for me and I don't have a pen ever at the time of them telling me)
I am Southern US, Bible Belt country, so that's part of why I fear getting an actual diagnosis.
I do have a slew of documented issues: migraines, depression, and anxiety. You mentioned stimuli, and I've _always_ had trouble shopping. I cannot stand it. It isn't even people being in my way, but just too many people around doing things, and I get overwhelmed, and then I'm in an awful mood and overwhelmed. Getting upset by that always makes me feel like such a child, too. Like "everyone else is fine. Why can't I be an adult about this? It's just getting some damn bacon."
And Office... That's TORTURE. Work recently forced me back into the office after several months of getting to be at home. They put me in a cube that's open to a main walkway and connected to someone else's cube, so I have 0 privacy, and people walk up behind me all the time. Even though we've all got headsets, the people in the offices nearby like to talk on their speakerphone. And they don't have inside voices. And someone has a machine that sounds like the souls of the damned moaning in a chorus of agony. And people are apparently incredibly underemployed, just hanging out at each other's cubes to chit-chat about the latest sportsball or whatever.
My migraines are the worst first thing in the mornings. Driving into the office is taking my life into my hands because the visor on my car is the size of a credit card, and sunglasses cannot block out the excruciating assault to my ocular nerves as I drive directly into the sun. I'm driving with one eye closed, one hand up to block the light, and still squinting with tears running down my face, messing up my makeup.
I don't see them giving the the accommodation I _really_ want, which would be WFH permanently. I would be happy to work 60 hrs a week if I could do so in the quiet and privacy of my house.
thank you for all that!
I keep getting told about the "unmasking" book, but keep forgetting the title as soon as someone tells me (because everyone refuses to write it down for me and I don't have a pen ever at the time of them telling me)
I am Southern US, Bible Belt country, so that's part of why I fear getting an actual diagnosis.
I do have a slew of documented issues: migraines, depression, and anxiety. You mentioned stimuli, and I've _always_ had trouble shopping. I cannot stand it. It isn't even people being in my way, but just too many people around doing things, and I get overwhelmed, and then I'm in an awful mood and overwhelmed. Getting upset by that always makes me feel like such a child, too. Like "everyone else is fine. Why can't I be an adult about this? It's just getting some damn bacon."
And Office... That's TORTURE. Work recently forced me back into the office after several months of getting to be at home. They put me in a cube that's open to a main walkway and connected to someone else's cube, so I have 0 privacy, and people walk up behind me all the time. Even though we've all got headsets, the people in the offices nearby like to talk on their speakerphone. And they don't have inside voices. And someone has a machine that sounds like the souls of the damned moaning in a chorus of agony. And people are apparently incredibly underemployed, just hanging out at each other's cubes to chit-chat about the latest sportsball or whatever.
My migraines are the worst first thing in the mornings. Driving into the office is taking my life into my hands because the visor on my car is the size of a credit card, and sunglasses cannot block out the excruciating assault to my ocular nerves as I drive directly into the sun. I'm driving with one eye closed, one hand up to block the light, and still squinting with tears running down my face, messing up my makeup.
I don't see them giving the the accommodation I _really_ want, which would be WFH permanently. I would be happy to work 60 hrs a week if I could do so in the quiet and privacy of my house.