Tasia

“The stealth suffering part came easily enough. I had developed a knack for hiding any outward signs of distress during my bullied phase, and those skills translated well to this new task.”
― Sarah Kurchak, I Overcame My Autism and All I Got Was This Lousy Anxiety Disorder: A Memoir

“I was almost as angry at the world as I was at myself. Everything felt hopeless. I'd worked so hard to be something less than hated for so many years and it had all fallen apart. And I just couldn't envision a future where this pattern wouldn't repeat itself until one of my haters - be it me or someone equally sick of me - put me out of my misery.”
― Sarah Kurchak, I Overcame My Autism and All I Got Was This Lousy Anxiety Disorder: A Memoir

“I ran all of the potential social suicides through my head the way autistic savants calculate math problems in TV shows.”
― Sarah Kurchak, I Overcame My Autism and All I Got Was This Lousy Anxiety Disorder: A Memoir

“I wanted people I could cry and laugh with, share memories and inside jokes. I wanted to go to malls and movie theatres. I wanted to get invited to parties and maybe even work up the nerve to go once or twice.
To accomplish that, I was going to need a new plan to attack. Being myself was still. unfortunately, out. I was starting to like me, but I'd also established that I was a girl of obscure tastes, so I couldn't really count on anyone else being on board. My earlier method was also out now that I recognized its two glaring flaws: 1. No matter how hard I tried, the normals seemed to smell the not normal on me; and 2. I always seemed to hit a point where I resented the failing effort that I was putting into all of that bullshit and morphed into a snarky contrarian who wanted to set everything on fire.”
― Sarah Kurchak, I Overcame My Autism and All I Got Was This Lousy Anxiety Disorder: A Memoir