SchrodingersMeerkat
trash mammal
Meerkats were my special interests YEARS and YEARS before Meerkat Manor. I can proudly say I was obsessed with meerkats before it became popular. I know it sounds weird, but it felt as if my obsession with meerkats was being stolen from me. My mom says it's because I am selfish and don't want to share. Well, I feel as if people are stealing it from me behind my back without my permission. I felt as if I had been raped when I found out how popular meerkats were after Meerkat Manor. Whenever anyone asks if I like Meerkat Manor or is all like, "OMG! You must really like that Meerkat Manor show!" I want to strangle them.
Suddenly it was considered cool to like meerkats. I was no longer teased or harassed for it. Everyone it seemed as obsessed with meerkats. It made me sick and repulsed. I knew they were posers and only thought they loved meerkats so much and sure enough when Meerkat Manor was over, they were done with them. I would tell people I was obsessed with meerkats and they would say sheer stupid things such as "Oh, I am too! They're so cute!"
I would scoff back, "No you're not."
"Yes I am."
I would scream bloody murder, "NO! YOU ARE NOT!" By then my mother would have to intervene and pull me away and appolgize to the other person. I would just give the other person the evil eye until they left or my mum or dad hauled my ass away to the car. I know for a fact, that only another autistic person can be truly, truly obsessed with meerkats.
Anyway, after Meerkat Manor, I started to feel as if I had to prove my obsession. I used too because everyone liked them. I started doing things that REALLY made my meerkat obsession stand out such as buying every meerkat related thing I could find...planing elebrate meerkat themed tatoos and coming up with some EXTREME meerkat themed body modification. My mom wouldn't let me get a tatoo. I can't drive and she would have to drive me. My brother has offered to take to get a tatoo but I know he really wouldn't live up to it and when they found out how extreme I wanted to take it, they wouldn't let me either. I was even considering taking a razor and carving detailed meerkats into my skin. I never did because the delicate detail I wanted wouldn't be possible to achieve with a regualr razor. I think carved meerkats would be better than tatoos of them because anyone can get a tatoo, but it takes a special dedication to be willing to carve something into one's skin. I was always facinated by this tribe somewhere in Asia that likes tigers so much, they make tiger stripes on their skin...with a hammer. I'd LOVE to do something like that to show my dedication for meerkats. The pain would only show everyone how truely I was obsessed with meerkats and expose those Meerkat Manor posers for the phonies they are. Anyway, do you feel as if you have to prove your obsessions to others?
Suddenly it was considered cool to like meerkats. I was no longer teased or harassed for it. Everyone it seemed as obsessed with meerkats. It made me sick and repulsed. I knew they were posers and only thought they loved meerkats so much and sure enough when Meerkat Manor was over, they were done with them. I would tell people I was obsessed with meerkats and they would say sheer stupid things such as "Oh, I am too! They're so cute!"
I would scoff back, "No you're not."
"Yes I am."
I would scream bloody murder, "NO! YOU ARE NOT!" By then my mother would have to intervene and pull me away and appolgize to the other person. I would just give the other person the evil eye until they left or my mum or dad hauled my ass away to the car. I know for a fact, that only another autistic person can be truly, truly obsessed with meerkats.
Anyway, after Meerkat Manor, I started to feel as if I had to prove my obsession. I used too because everyone liked them. I started doing things that REALLY made my meerkat obsession stand out such as buying every meerkat related thing I could find...planing elebrate meerkat themed tatoos and coming up with some EXTREME meerkat themed body modification. My mom wouldn't let me get a tatoo. I can't drive and she would have to drive me. My brother has offered to take to get a tatoo but I know he really wouldn't live up to it and when they found out how extreme I wanted to take it, they wouldn't let me either. I was even considering taking a razor and carving detailed meerkats into my skin. I never did because the delicate detail I wanted wouldn't be possible to achieve with a regualr razor. I think carved meerkats would be better than tatoos of them because anyone can get a tatoo, but it takes a special dedication to be willing to carve something into one's skin. I was always facinated by this tribe somewhere in Asia that likes tigers so much, they make tiger stripes on their skin...with a hammer. I'd LOVE to do something like that to show my dedication for meerkats. The pain would only show everyone how truely I was obsessed with meerkats and expose those Meerkat Manor posers for the phonies they are. Anyway, do you feel as if you have to prove your obsessions to others?