... Okay, well, I'm still working on that really, but anyhow! HELLO!
I'm Mycota and I've been diagnosed with ASD and Sensory Processing and Integration Disorder since I was just shy of 18. I'm 26 now! 8 Years of coming to an understanding of why I am the way I am. It's been a ride!
I decided to join because of an incident that happened at work. Bear with me.
I was offered a promotion after 3 years of working part-time at this undisclosed location. It was perfect. I finally felt useful and wanted. I was nothing but open and honest with my employers about being Autistic-- I thought I should let them know when they hire me. Plus, it's a small town, and everyone knows everyone. They were very supportive, comfortable, and understand that I just... function a bit differently. It never got in the way of work, but it could make things a bit more complicated. For one, I'm a social butterfly and I LOVEEEE talking to people, but I can't explain how I'm doing something or how I'm making X work for the life of me.
For example, if you asked me: "Okay, so how do you make a box?"
I would tell you: "Okay so you take the cardboard and you do this-- wait. No. Hold on let me back up. You just take it, and fold this bit, and then fold another, and like this. Okay. There! Box!"
Most people have to stop me because I make them lost. So often. LOL I'm slooowly getting better at it with practice, though!
Anyhow, so back to the promotion!
I started this new position back in October, under a new supervisor. I informed her like: "Hey you probably know this already because our director does, but I am Autistic and I just want to let you know in advance because I have quirks and--"
Before I could finish, she laughs and tells me: "Oh, no you're not! You're not autistic."
I told her I was professionally diagnosed. Her reaction told me she was simply shocked, that I just "passed" well or something. It was, weird, but then it got... hurtful.
"Sweetheart, I'm sorry, but you can't use that as an excuse to make your job easier. You signed up for this."
... What? I was really taken back. I told her that I planned on informing her because I fidget with things, that I wasn't trying to make my job 'easier' and that I had been working here for 3 years with our director and most other employees knowing.
Flash forward to this February. We had a miscommunication over something and she sits me down in her office and reprimands me. I'm not going to say I didn't deserve to be scolded-- I could have phrased what I did say better. However, then she says:
"And you CAN'T look me in the eyes! That is SO disrespectful! You have NO respect for me at all!"
I... cannot look people directly in the eye. I tried to tell her why, but she told me it was no excuse. I'd never been more humiliated or ashamed of being autistic in the past 8 years. It was an ordeal. The director got involved, and it just didn't get better.
... Quarentine rolls around, and I realized that this isn't even the job I want. I want to create! I want to make art! I have been working on setting up my online business for a while now as a side project, and I've decided... I'm going to focus on it more. Go back to part time.
So, once they find someone to replace me, I'm out of here. They already know, and thankfully, are actually being really kind and supportive now. My supervisor seems... somewhat understanding, now. Has been since the incident.
Anyhow, That's my story. That's part of why I'm here. It's wonderful to meet you all, and things are only going to get better from here!
I'm Mycota and I've been diagnosed with ASD and Sensory Processing and Integration Disorder since I was just shy of 18. I'm 26 now! 8 Years of coming to an understanding of why I am the way I am. It's been a ride!
I decided to join because of an incident that happened at work. Bear with me.
I was offered a promotion after 3 years of working part-time at this undisclosed location. It was perfect. I finally felt useful and wanted. I was nothing but open and honest with my employers about being Autistic-- I thought I should let them know when they hire me. Plus, it's a small town, and everyone knows everyone. They were very supportive, comfortable, and understand that I just... function a bit differently. It never got in the way of work, but it could make things a bit more complicated. For one, I'm a social butterfly and I LOVEEEE talking to people, but I can't explain how I'm doing something or how I'm making X work for the life of me.
For example, if you asked me: "Okay, so how do you make a box?"
I would tell you: "Okay so you take the cardboard and you do this-- wait. No. Hold on let me back up. You just take it, and fold this bit, and then fold another, and like this. Okay. There! Box!"
Most people have to stop me because I make them lost. So often. LOL I'm slooowly getting better at it with practice, though!
Anyhow, so back to the promotion!
I started this new position back in October, under a new supervisor. I informed her like: "Hey you probably know this already because our director does, but I am Autistic and I just want to let you know in advance because I have quirks and--"
Before I could finish, she laughs and tells me: "Oh, no you're not! You're not autistic."
I told her I was professionally diagnosed. Her reaction told me she was simply shocked, that I just "passed" well or something. It was, weird, but then it got... hurtful.
"Sweetheart, I'm sorry, but you can't use that as an excuse to make your job easier. You signed up for this."
... What? I was really taken back. I told her that I planned on informing her because I fidget with things, that I wasn't trying to make my job 'easier' and that I had been working here for 3 years with our director and most other employees knowing.
Flash forward to this February. We had a miscommunication over something and she sits me down in her office and reprimands me. I'm not going to say I didn't deserve to be scolded-- I could have phrased what I did say better. However, then she says:
"And you CAN'T look me in the eyes! That is SO disrespectful! You have NO respect for me at all!"
I... cannot look people directly in the eye. I tried to tell her why, but she told me it was no excuse. I'd never been more humiliated or ashamed of being autistic in the past 8 years. It was an ordeal. The director got involved, and it just didn't get better.
... Quarentine rolls around, and I realized that this isn't even the job I want. I want to create! I want to make art! I have been working on setting up my online business for a while now as a side project, and I've decided... I'm going to focus on it more. Go back to part time.
So, once they find someone to replace me, I'm out of here. They already know, and thankfully, are actually being really kind and supportive now. My supervisor seems... somewhat understanding, now. Has been since the incident.
Anyhow, That's my story. That's part of why I'm here. It's wonderful to meet you all, and things are only going to get better from here!