Imagine looking at yourself in a mirror, standing right infront looking at yourself. A reflection of yourself, Wearing what your wearing, judging how your judging etc. Now every detail you point out weather it be a pimple or inner self issues, the mirror you follows, copy catting oneself almost in a mimicking way, seems pretty rad right? But also can be very creepy to think about, almost as if you are being watched, forced to see and point out all of your flaws, yet in your head you value the mirrors mimicking opinions.
Well what if i said To mimick ones mind is to observe? And what if i said That was ME? A mirror, nothing to superficial, nothing to grand, just a mirror that stands beside you and copies you, how you act if your shy, or happy, if your upbeat or sadden by something etc. The mirror that laughs like you , dances like you mimicking you.
The mirror that learns how to love like you, that feels like you, well thats sounds terrifying right? Well welcome to Autism. Its highly terrifying in more ways then just one. I learned by mimicking my way through life by observing people. Its hard to have this disorder not knowing emotions but to have to mimick how they are formed.. How one looks if there sad etc. I wasnt born with the emotional part of the brain, that portion of myself never developed. i cant feel anything if its not joy or extreme happiness.
So when bad things happen i dont mean to laugh. Learning life through numbers. Overthinking. Learning to read by repeating the sentences after one reads. Learning to spell by observing how one wrote. To mimic.