d.i.d. life
No, we don’t know that celebrity, actor, author, comedian, etc. We have spent our entire lives focusing on surviving. We are well aware already that we are weird and can’t talk about the same things as anyone else because we don’t know anything about the topic.
We are happy that you have many interests, and many things to talk knowledgably about and to have as conversation topics with friends, we just don’t have that ourselves and it’s tiring that people expect it of us. We do want to talk to you, but we truly don’t know what you’re talking about.
We are not being snobby, we really have no clue. It hurts when you laugh at us for not knowing. It makes us feel so awkward and alone knowing we can’t converse with you about things you know and care about.
The things we do know, we know a lot about, but they aren’t things you ever want to talk about, which is fine but it is a lonely thing and it helps if you understand that. We know we are awkward and and weird and everything else. We’ve always been quite well aware of it. We don’t really enjoy it either, but we are proud of who we are becoming. We know we will never fit in and never quite belong anywhere and we’ve mostly accepted that, at least on most days.
It hurts when you discount our knowledge on things we do actually know about. It hurts when you assume motives and refuse to believe any other narrative about about us other than your own. You don’t have the right to discount and debate our trauma. You don’t have the right to our time and energy if we block you for betraying us especially if you’ve decided you don’t believe us and just want to be nasty about it.
You don’t have the right to tell us we should feel a certain way about what we’ve been through. You have the right to give us trite advice, but to be upset when we don’t follow it because we’ve tried it our whole lives and it doesn’t work, is silly. We are multiple and things just do not work the same way for us. We don’t expect you to understand it, it would be nice if you could respect it.
The next person ridiculous enough to tell us to quit letting people live rent free in our heads because they think we should have gotten done processing our shit and moving on because they are tired of us can just fuck right on off and leave us alone.
We are trying.
We are learning.
We are healing.
You don’t get to dictate when and how just because you don’t like something about us.
