There was a whole section on “strawberry people” (pp. 203 onward in “Unmasking Autism”) that I found interesting. But also rather depressing, to be frank.
I don’t currently have strawberry people, and I don’t think I have had any for a long while. Outside of family, whom I see way too seldom. Could I hang out and play games and watch movies with my brothers more often, that would go a long way.
But many of the prompts in this section struck home., some from this year.
I am afraid people will abandon me, from bitter experience, some of it as recently as this fall. I thus don’t have many people I can reach out to.
I have discarded some relationships that were exhausting me, maybe a little prematurely. I don’t have much dead weight, I have nothing at all.
And that makes me hella sad. Fuck, I am actually very very lonely. I mean; I knew that. But typing it up does make it more real.