The thing with autism is that you learn to hide how much you’re struggling. Most people would not like the “real” me. As without bottling up the constant stress people unwillingly put me through I’d be insufferable.
And it’s very hard for people to really relate to that, because it’s so vague and hard to describe this struggle. Inside I’m a lot less functioning than on the outside and I am constantly pretending to be someone else for everyone’s comfort. That is in of itself very very exhausting and stressful.
But it’s neccesary because even though people don’t want to admit it, being around someone with autism is inconvenient.