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Claire's avatar

It is hard not to feel somewhat envious of your life alone. I know this is horrid of me in several ways, but I try to tell the truth (ND trait, or just me?). My family are almost certainly ND as well, but not in the same ways as me so it can be a hive of sensory/emotional meltdowns on a regular basis. I quite often wish I lived just with the cat. He is my favourite family member. Yes, Ibelieve I am a terrible mother - yes that's another thing, being an ND person parenting an ND child (and husband) is awful, but I think all parenting is probably awful really. Sorry about my negative comment. I am depressed and in the middle of a migraine, and, quite frankly, sick of feeling like an alien monster.

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Evie C's avatar

I identified with all of this. Living alone has been life changing for me the past couple of years in terms of allowing me to decompress from the world, but it's taken me until my mid 30s to allow myself to take my own needs seriously. And I still have a lot of work to do figuring out how I can be close to people without losing myself in their needs and ignoring my own.

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