I visited the accessibility services office a few days ago, by myself, on my own
- •They didn't have on file that I was autisticI showed them where it was written on my papers, and they said, oh, sorry, we would have given you a different advisor had we known
- •They did have my disability listed as "bipolar"I'm... not bipolar. Bipolar subtype, yes, but schizoaffective and bipolar are two different things
- •I'm worried that they thought I was rudeI am always worried because people usually find me rude
- •My advisor was disabled too!PRAISE THE LIGHTS ABOVE THE ARBY'S
- •I must act neurotypical! I say.
- •That way they will trust me! I say.
- •I must prove that I am responsible! I say.
- •... I am going there specifically because I am a disabled mess of a nonpersonHonestly, they probably don't WANT me to stress about acting neurotypical
- •I got some cool things!
- •Like a smart pen!Very, very helpful
- •I was an AdultThat felt good
- •I felt empowered, like I could socialize and focus and actually understand the abstract concept that is a number!
- •Spoiler alert: I still can't
- •But that's okay. I guess.