My normal face, deal with it

I’m at a gig with my husband (he’s in a bunch of bands). I’m sitting or standing or dancing on my own, but I’m not a pity party, I’m fine.

My evening is getting ruined by a pissed woman (presumably neurotypical) who keeps constantly coming up to me and asking me if I’m ok. She even gave me a hug, for fuck’s sale, despite the signs everywhere reminding people about social distancing.

Yes I’m fine 😬 This is my normal face 🤷‍♀️ Leave me alone 🙄

Don’t do this, people. I do not owe the world a constant forced smile. This is my face, deal with it.

Author: Charlie Hart

Late-diagnosed autistic working mum, attempting to write an amusing semi-autobiographical novel with a twist.

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