Whenever someone likes me or is nice to me in any way:
-Oh man… they can’t possibly really like my weird creepy awkward self.
-I wonder what they want from me.
-I wonder what is wrong with them that they would possibly stoop so low as to talk to someone like me.
-Wait! Wait! No I need to stop this. This is internalized ableism. It is actually possible for someone to genuinely admire and respect me as well as enjoy my company.
*some amount of time later*
-Oh wait no I was right, they are just:
- making fun of me behind my back
- trying to get in my pants and not even be friends
- attempting to mooch off something or someone in my life
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