@ScriptFanix@CynAq@actuallyautistic
Pretty much. Or bury myself somewhere where I could calm myself down, pace, rant, remind myself of what was important, or be reminded, by the wind and nature.
@pathfinder@mephistofelix@CynAq@actuallyautistic as a kid for me it was faint. I’d be torn between standing my ground refusing to run away, but refusing to fight, and I ended up hyperventilating and passing out.
Poor young sweet but feisty me.
@JoBlakely@mephistofelix@CynAq@actuallyautistic
Unfortunately, fight was not beyond me. As long as all other options had been exhausted and there was absolutely no avoiding it. Although, at school it at least made bullying me a somewhat risky proposition.