Late night stuff (wip)

Your boyfriend comes late from work and finds out that you fell asleep on bed seminaked. The rest of the story is something only we know

this is all consentual. moon man likes it he's just drowsy. 

vent???? storytime???? idk but it's not necessary to read the whole thing so dw

so uh, remember my last post? where i talked about making new friends? well, that didn't age well.

if you saw all the weird shit i vented about on twitter, you must be at least somewhat aware of what happened. yesterday i cried so hard i don't remember doing so in a long time. i felt so humilliated, ashamed and desesperated. my mom even had to come to my room and help me calm down while she listened to one of my classmates say lies about me in the middle of art history class.

i have asperger syndrome. my mind is very logical and literal. i tend to come off as rude for being honest, as i lack empathy for others. i too lack most social skills neurotypicals have. i don't go along well with passive agressive statements, i don't understand indirects, and i am easily overwhelmed, despite having developed the ability of bottling up things and concealing my feelings.

i had to mention this in the class, after the exposition group decided to expose me. someone later told me that they noticed my voice break multiple times and that i sounded anxious. that's what happened basically. after i had said what i had to say, i muted my mic and began screaming. legit mental breakdown. i had never done something like that before, not in front of people who are mere aquaintances. as i kept crying, i overheard the teacher talking about my condition, how aspergers tend to grow certain resistence over the years after dealing with social rejection/bullying/abuse, defending me for who i am and lowkey scolding my study group.

shit went down for me so having a lot of my followers supporting me on twitter was the most soothing thing for me. i know i did things wrong but this time i didnt feel like i was alone, unlike many times in the past. my mom spoiled me yesterday to make me feel better and helped me with some stuff. i know that she had it rough too, seeing me in such a state, but her staying strong for me was the best thing she could do. even a classmate sent me a message saying that she was hurt too by the way i was treated, cuz she has her own disorders aswell and has experienced similar things in the past. the solidarity is something i am absolutely grateful for having... 

today im feeling much better but im still ashamed of everything. gladly, my inspiration returned and i can spend my two day break from school in tranquility with my comfort ship.