Moving: Autistic Edition
The mess of boxes and uncertainty of belongings are a true horror if you're autistic. Ah, moving day! You've spent your days anxiously awaiting when you can unpack all your belongings and set foot in a new place. The boxes are carried over. The anticipitation is killing you. You ascend Box Mountain, opening the first box... and task paralysis sets in! Second box — overwhelm! Third box — decision fatigue! You can't possibly do this! You put on an audiobook — a familiar world to drown out the unfamiliarity of your own. The words wash over you. By box ??? you've found a rhythm. There are piles of stuff everywhere. You navigate through stacked books, cutlery, china, clothing, accessories, dog treats and stray handymen. Social interaction and being perceived at the same time? Marvelous... Just what you asked for when you're staggering out of bed at 645 in the morning trying to find the one box with your clothes in it... That ever presistent fear of perceiveme...