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 ‘Social Jet lag’ is the definition of Exhaustion in ADHD/Autism following social events. Getting ready for expected events is of utmost importance in Autism. Envisioning the predictable alleviates the unpredictable.

I came across an article on Autism/ADHD which consolidated my coping strategies.

Time accounts for a major change in Autism.
Changes are big stressors.

The theory is to be prepared for changes, particularly unexpected ones.

Weather is quite predictable in Asia with two main seasons only: dry and mild Autumn/Winter, damp and hot Spring/Summer.
Still, passing from 6 months of comfortable sunny days to 6 months of rain and  humidity doesn’t leave many chances for the body to adapt gradually like with 4 seasons.

However, one can’t be prepared for the unexpected, though we can picture approximately in our minds what unexpected scenarios might take over.
It’s a win-win technique that works some for me.

I had the proof last night: a heavy storm advisory was in place.
I didn’t want to stand the chance and went to bed with an extra sleeping pill.
Until the storm hit.
I woke up immediately in panic and couldn’t get back to sleep.
It wouldn’t have happened had I processed the warning before lying down.

So, how does event-processing work?
Weekly planning is a startup.
Sure, circumstances can change suddenly, but having an ‘emergency plan’ handy can save your day/night.

I won’t go any longer to bed prompted by exhaustion only.
Half hour of time-processing is worth the effort.

The same can be said for social events.
Socializing is both craved and draining in Autism and ADHD.
Once again, Masking to conform is the main stressor.
The major concern with Masking is Pleasing-Overwhelm, in other words, Conforming.
I said multiple times how Masking is short-lived.
If you really can’t avoid it, having an  Emergency Plan,  ‘Exit Strategy’ in psychology, is crucial.

‘Exit’ speaks alone.
We’re never alone in a social setting, soon or later, the Mask will drop. Disengaging temporarily from the group, allows us to recharge.
There are hundreds means of kindly disengaging: the most common is setting a  Time-frame. If the pressure builds up suddenly, have an excuse ready.

Last week, I attended a concert with my wife and her friends.

The heat in the Concert-Hall was sweltering, although the music made up for them: Europeans and Asians have different temperature-thresholds.
I excused myself and went out half hour. No offence taken, the night ended smoothly despite Social Jet-lag the morning after.

Acceptance is always the action of choice.

It’s important to recognize the early signs of a meltdown and abate it in it’s tracks. Don’t stand the chance. 

You can’t make it alone if you get panic. Benzodiazepines can help as soon as hyperventilation occurs, lying down with some soothing music. You should start feeling better in 15 minutes, stay calm. Always have emergency medication handy. If outdoors, reach out to bystanders and ask for an ambulance.

I’m frightened.
I can’t see my future.
I feel threatened. 

We were headed to Europe in 2020!  
Covid ruined our life.

That’s the price of international marriages… though I couldn’t find a better partner.

My advice to young mixed-race couples is to get settled before 40.

People my age plan their retirement, I’m still planning my life!

Meltdown occurs mainly in the evening.

I dread sunsets, Medication wears off in the evening, I’m co-morbid with ADHD. 

My concentration starts waning at around 3pm in Winter, or following a major argument.

I cancelled a health-check tomorrow.
I’m burnt out, that will make for a guaranteed admission.

I hate Psychiatric Asian hospitals, the equivalent of Criminal s Medical Detention Centers.

Never confront autistics.
Just listen and sympathize with them.

Verbal abuse is destructive in autism. People living with autistics must learn when to speak calmly. It’s always better to leave the person alone during a crisis. Meltdowns are short-lived. Show compassion and reassurance once the subject cools down. Never counterattack. 

Having an episode.

Rocking hard.
I’m scared.
I’m very sensitive to words.
My wife and uncle still haven’t understood to keep silent when I am overwhelmed.
The more they scold me the more I panic.

I wish I could die instantly as to shut the Devil up.
He knows how to scare me by putting the most triggering blasphemies in their mouths: “Who wants to stay with you?! You re scum! Stop mourning! Shame on you!”

Me:
“I don’t like to call! Sending videos is stupid! Internet makes people idiot! I only use pen and paper! You must go away from your mother-in-law! ……”

Everything started with my uncle’s call last night over financial issues.

I’m so homesick.
I want to thrive, not survive!

I heard a programme on the radio about Autistic meltdown: feeling broken and forgotten is mostly common.

Healthy debate is beneficial. It is intended to set respectful boundaries between family and friends however, it doesn’t come easy for autists, although with patience and understanding, you will get through. The first step is avoiding humiliation. The worst arguments arise from humiliation. Always respect your interlocutor no matter what. Respect is the anti-chamber of Peace. Humiliation, the trigger of Meltdown.
Humiliation is the worst way of arguing, it deprives a person from all dignity.

All couples argue, it s a normal way of setting boundaries and occasionally necessary.
I feel better and at peace after a healthy debate with my wife.

Unfortunately, stress-fueled arguing gets out of control, often resulting in verbal abuse, or humiliation as I perceive it.

One of my boundaries is working hard to set my business and hit the bed by 9pm watching a soft comedy.

On the other hand, my wife is a night owl, spending two hours to take a bath after work.
By the time she’s all set, it s 11pm and I’m sound asleep.

Bath for her is relaxation, whilst I’m a 15 mins shower type.
Bed is my comfort zone.

So, yesterday I lost my rack after an exhausting schedule: I refused to eat dinner and went straight to bed.

That escalated quickly.
“How dare you?! You’re like an 80 years old man! You do nothing for me! Who wants you?! Autistics are selfish bums!” And the list is endless…

I was about to snap when I went fully catatonic until she calmed down.
They were the longest 30 mins of my life.
I felt so humiliated that my brain literally shut off in self-defence. 
She eventually stopped the rant.

Dissociation is my defence mechanism, the outcome of humiliation.