One thing I have noticed about this current run of autistic burnout is that everything is noticeably worse: my anxiety is worse, my reflux is worse, my sleep is worse, my sinuses are worse, the twinge of potential gout flare (so far avoided) is worse, and I’ve got some bladder spasming that might or might not simply be related to the fit of my pants getting worse. It is not a fun dynamic.
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