As an autistic person, I hate being perceived. Being perceived by others is to be seen through the lens of other people, however that may be. Hating being perceived is not wanting to be looked at, not
Like, I think cats and lots of other animals have gaze detection or sth.
They sleep. I look at them. At that exact moment they shake , and run away. Happened so many times, it can’t all be coincidences.
Most impressive case was when I was sitting in a garden, doing nothing for like an hour. I notice there’s a black dot on the wall in front of me, but I don’t care. After like ten minutes or so, I get interested and ask myself, what is that black dot? I look at it and try to focus, and at that fucking moment I notice it’s a lizard, and it runs away like if it was panicking.
Like, I think cats and lots of other animals have gaze detection or sth.
They sleep. I look at them. At that exact moment they shake , and run away. Happened so many times, it can’t all be coincidences.
Most impressive case was when I was sitting in a garden, doing nothing for like an hour. I notice there’s a black dot on the wall in front of me, but I don’t care. After like ten minutes or so, I get interested and ask myself, what is that black dot? I look at it and try to focus, and at that fucking moment I notice it’s a lizard, and it runs away like if it was panicking.