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 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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