Impairment in social functioning.

(Or just surrounded by dicks?)

Most of my “social deficits” in adult life mostly had to do with me dealing with toxic people (but I didn’t know it, and always assumed fault). As a kid, I can see where not “getting it” threw me into some trouble. Social cues are HARD, but even harder (and traumatic) when social rules change at a whim with no indication *why*. Mushrooms have been helping me since I first grew them in 1997. HOWEVER in the light of my autism diagnosis at age 43, they have been key in me keeping my shit together. Through mushrooms I have learned to identify toxic social patterns, become more accepting of my “quirks”, I’m less anxious, have sadness -and other emotions- (but it’s not debilitating). The social naiveness that came along with social isolation has been something I have been examining deeply lately, and I look to see how I actively played a role in that, in addition to missing social cues. Mushrooms have helped me find words when I get lost, mushrooms help relax my muscles deeply, mushrooms help settle my stomach. Mushrooms help me be comfortable being authentic and autistic (tho it’s not always easy when you’re surrounded by assholes).