Wait, other people don’t do that? Well, that explains a lot… Since I was a kid, I never understood how people treated their stuff so badly and throw stuff away without a second thought. I take care of my stuff for as long as I can, and almost never throw anything away. They’re like companions who walk with me in my life, and I’m never giving up on an old friend.
Now I have to read the rest
Gotta say this is one ASD trait that I very much don’t have and is kind of hard to relate to.
Don’t anthropomorphize computers, they hate that.
As a child I would hide newspapers under the couch so my mommy wouldn’t use them in the fireplace.
My dad had to mow the lawn when I was away or heavily distracted because I’d cry about the dandelions and daisies being cut down lol
Still irks me to this day when I have to do it.
It’s the opposite for me. As a child, I had an irrational fear of dandelions. When my dad had to mown the lawn, I cheered from the window, as I could finally go outside again.
