Expected consequence of losing weight: People like you more. And it hurts.
Unexpected consequence of losing weight: People dislike you more. And it hurts.
Autistic to Jealousy
Like most humanoids, I experience a wide range of complex emotions: Happiness/Sadness. Anger —> Euphoria. Anticipation! Fear! Excitement! …Diarrhea. Usually in that exact order.
But unlike many humans, I have a mental defect. I don’t experience jealousy. In fact, I’m incapable of comprehending it. Important Exception: you better not touch my fucking man.
I know you don’t believe me – but what can I say? I don’t experience jealousy. I understand that it’s an emotion that must serve some evolutionary purpose, but seriously – I didn’t get the software update. I also didn’t get the software that gives you competitive drive.
From the bottom of my heart – I don’t care if every single creature in the entire universe is more successful or prettier or less hairy then me. In fact, I hope they are.
Don’t Get Me Wrong
I am by no means at peace with myself.
I want to be more successful and important than I am. If I’m not important, I will die. And nobody will miss me. I also have to be flawless. Because if I’m not beautiful, then I’m worthless. So every flaw must be eradicated, beginning with my entire face.
But my sense of competition, however unhealthy, is exclusively with MYSELF.
..And I thank god for that. Because I get to experience nothing but genuine happiness and love for all of mankind. And even for most of dolphin-kind.
So it’s hard for me, as someone who can’t fathom jealousy, to be the victim of it.
My natural preference is for everyone in the world to have as much success as possible. The more success EVERYONE has, the more likely it is that someone will be around to help my future offspring when an asteroid comes.
I can’t comprehend anything else. I can’t comprehend the complex emotion of simultaneously loving someone AND also wishing bad upon them. Or even weirder – wishing that I had what they have at their expense. It doesn’t make sense.
I want to reconcile these apparently conflicting concepts, but this particular emotion is more complex than my limited framework allows. I’m autistic to jealousy. So I’m trying in vain to rationalize something that cannot be rationalized. Jealousy is a feeling that someone has.
Since I’ve Lost Weight..
Certain people have become suspiciously nice to me. As in way way way too nice. And I know in my heart that some people (most people) love and value me more at 135 pounds than my they did at 190 pounds. And it hurts like hell.
And Since I’ve Lost Weight…
Other people have become incredibly horrible to me. As in ridiculously, unnecessarily, absurdly mean.
…I’m talking Mean Girls mean. These are people who supposedly love me. And it hurts like hell.
I just want to grab these mean girls and say, “What the fuck guys? Who does this help? WHY ON EARTH would you want me to hurt?”
..But that’s because I’m trying to take something as complex as jealousy and make it simple. I’m trying rationalize things I can’t understand.
Trying to Understand
I – for whatever reason – cannot comprehend what it means to compare myself to another person. My brain just isn’t wired that way. And I should consider myself lucky, because that’s a heavy burden.
But the drinkers of hater-ade, they have brains too. And their brains, for whatever reason, ARE wired that way. So their bad attitude is not really their fault.
I have to TRY to comprehend it. And when I try, I imagine it must hurt. Maybe more than their actions hurt me.
And I have to try to stay empathetic! Because I have flaws too. For example:
- I eat a lot of chocolate
- I have a history of being flakey, and
- I never brush my teeth before bed. Don’t worry though – I brush compulsively throughout the day.
I’m not trying to be high and mighty here. I just recognize that I have choices. I can choose:
- to take it personally, and therefore get mad, anxious and/or hurt; OR
- to expand my consciousness by using this as a learning experience
I KNOW I have these choices, because I’m making them right now.
…But what if jealous people don’t have a choice? I mean – jealousy doesn’t sound pleasant. Would anyone REALLY choose jealousy over happiness if they truly had a choice?
I want to be mad! But I’m trying to stay humble because I don’t know what goes on inside of anyone’s head except my own.
This, I do for my own sake and sanity. Or at least I’m trying my best.
Stay empathetic my friends!
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