Trust in me, I'll give you a reason
Tonight in shower conversations, I talked to
spatch about how ambivalently I feel about the fact that I had to learn to signal my emotions beyond my natural facial reactions because otherwise people wouldn't believe that I felt what I felt (another inescapable form of social lying) and he assured me that by now it looks very natural and microexpressive and then I felt even more ambivalently about that. Does everyone just learn the right faces to make and then never mention it in polite company so that it just looks natural from the outside and each person secretly assumes they're the one acting? Concern, distaste, appreciation, perplexity. All the little noises you make to people to tell them that you're really interested in what they're saying. Did you really think that those gogglers knew you for yourself without any help from me? No, I had to give you an aspect they could understand, and a horn they could see. These days, it takes a cheap carnival witch to make folk recognize a real unicorn. I still have to tell people sometimes that I really am happy about something even if I am not demonstrating the socially normative level of shrieking and flailing. It is just so often exhausting.
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I also feel as though I'm shouting when I talk at what I am told is a reasonable volume.
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And then I read this: even if I am not demonstrating the socially normative level of shrieking and flailing. and realised we have serious cultural differences here. That's not especially socially acceptable in the UK, except if maybe you are the kind of person to whom it comes naturally and you've just achieved your life's goal. (I mean that goes double for round here, as I live in the North where socially acceptable is that eventually you will smile at someone when they have been here at least three years and properly earned it, accompanied by huge friendliness underneath. I'm from the south, though - I smile too much and give too much away, and people don't believe me when I'm sad.)
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Because situations and types of socio-emotional evincing are so varied, and because interpretations of and opinions on what's the default varies, I think probably a fair number of people have the experience at least at some point in their life of being "off" in some way or other. Hence the huge prevalence of social media memes and posts where people say "I feel so strange because I..." and "Am I the only one who..." (often about what seem to me to be completely ordinary things). I know you're not talking about an instance, though; you're talking about a general way of being. And that's rough, and being told you make a difficult, exhausting set of behaviors look natural is demoralizing when what you're yearning for is not to have to perform a bunch of behaviors to be understood.
That's a super apposite quote from The Last Unicorn, and one of the most memorable lines, for me, in the book.
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Also I’m pretty sure my gestures and body language are derived from a mix of cartoons, old movies, fashion illustrations, and the occasional medieval manuscript marginal illumination.
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(We don't see each other as often as one would like, so one is a skish out of practice with interpretation, but I have always been able to get at least the broad strokes of your mood from your facial affect. I think you're fine and have been. But I understand the exhaustion of Essentials of Performative Social Humanness.)
...People say I look terribly, darkly angry all the time, to which I make the teethface.
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Which is a long way of saying I get you.
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I dated an autistic person a while back who got criticized a lot (even by people who should know better, like his parents!) for "never getting excited", or people would call him a robot, etc - he did experience excitement and many other emotions in ways that were visible to me, but they were subdued compared to what most people expected.
Other autistic people (I know this from the Internet, not personally) have this issue so markedly that they cannot even facially convey pain or distress in a way that neurotypical people will recognize, which leads to issues when, for example, seeking medical help.
My own mother says I acted like a robot when I was 3, but I grew out of it.
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OTOH I got to be fairly good at reading facial expressions for the moment they decided I was lying about the amount of pain I was in.
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Fortunately the A&E consultant must have been better at reading things, because he ignored the car crash victim with multiply splinted limbs on the next trolley, shot me full of morphine and walked me through the system himself.
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I feel like this is its own entire conversation: I have such history with people not believing my pain and I know I am not alone.
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The thing that provoked me into asking this was when my husband accidentally kicked me in a badly-sprained toe, causing a sudden, severe, and completely unexpected spike of pain. I yelled, but I didn't scream. For yea verily, I come from a Stoic People (Scandinavian on my mother's side, and I imprinted). One time I managed to annoy my husband because I'd said I would drive someone home that night, but asked him to do it instead because "I'm not feeling all that well." While he was gone I started puking into the toilet, in the first stomach flu of my life. He's got practice in translating Me to Normative English, but even then didn't realize on that occasion what "I'm not feeling all that well" signified.
But it's like asakiyume said above: this kind of thing is very culturally determined, in addition to being individual.
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"No one believed me unless they could see me bleeding on the floor" was in fact how it boiled down for me.
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I guess we live in the age of squeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!, and, for the millenials, even the people of the recent past are a different country.
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