Being on an Autistic Forum for 3 Years - Let's talk about that trauma

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What has your experience been on this site?

  • It's just entertainment

    Votos: 33 34.4%
  • I find it intellectually interesting to some degree (even though I won't admit it in public)

    Votos: 52 54.2%
  • I have no feelings towards it

    Votos: 5 5.2%
  • Eh, haven't really thought about it because I ain't no autist

    Votos: 6 6.3%

  • Total de votantes
    96
ah fuck, this thread's too wholesome to shitpost

Ironically, my primary reason for being here isn't for the "lolcows," though I do check up on them every now and then. I'm here because this is one of the only places on the internet with diversity of thought, AKA true diversity. This is the only community I know of where neo-nazis, communists, car fetishists, transgenders, normies, r/the_donald posters, faggots, muslims, autists, etc... can co-exist without a problem. As long as you follow the rules you can express any opinion you like and not get banned. Even if you say something that's tin-foil hat levels of stupid, the worst that'll happen is that someone will call you autistic.
 
Always come here to know more about lolcows and to feel a bit better about myself and to check my notifications.

I guess I have been onto this site for 2 years or less. This site is still more informative than local news that spew the same crap.
 
I've been lurking for a couple years and just made an acct on here last year. Overall, I've been able to loosen up enough to laugh at myself and others more often. Also I don't get as offended as I used to anymore, so there's another plus.
 
I don't really follow too many lolcows, I am mostly here for the weird news articles and dumb shit that happens regularly.

Honestly reading that sort of stuff makes me crack up and gives me something to send to my friends and lets me talk shit about places like India and the UK on a nearly daily basis, so it's a win-win for me.
 
I should have more to say about somewhere I've shitposted to such a vast extent, but I dunno. It's a good place to shitpost, and sometimes to seriouspost, but not enough to make it boring and shit.
 
The most that's changed about me is that I started using the word "faggot" more frequently.
Like, more frequently than I did back in my teens.

I should really stop.
 
I can think of a really sappy way to describe how i feel.

Like imagine it's like 1998 or 2005 or something. You're a teenager riding your bike in the dead of night looking for something to do and you spot this brick and mortar place. The sign says "Kiwi Farms" with a logo probably made in MS Paint. Microsoft Word best case scenario. Curious, you open the door. There's a small hallway, it's radio blasting Fall Out Boy or some indie music, that leads to a large room with a bunch of kids, none of them fully developed. Some are the punk types, others are nerds. Some are liberal, others are conservative. Most are white, but some African Americans and Hispanics. There's a lot of sofas, and they're chatting up a storm while playing Halo and shit together, about the rumors and happenings surrounding particularly stupid people, most happen to be in the special ed department. You enter and are greeted by a supervisor, asking you fill out a forum. It's oddly prolific in it's demandings, making you think a lot of people have caused a ruckus and will cause a ruckus in the future. Despite this, you file it out anyway. You walk near a concession stand with a lot of treats that will probably make you horridly obese. Instead of 50 pounds of mozzarella sticks or something of a similar equation, you just order a Mountain Dew Livewire. You sit down at one of the couches, somewhat alone. But people greet you and offer them spots at a larger portion of the room. You accept, and you're greeted with a similar motley crew of people, all on the couch, switching between the local news, MTV, and numerous other things, commenting on it all. It's hard to gel with their rugged type at first, but you gravitate to it. You decide to make it a priority to go there at a constant basis. You meet new people, some you wish you never did, and you see a lot of weird shit in your visitation. But you enjoy it.
 
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