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Why you should get a botox, if you are autistic but not disabled by it

 


The clinic I went to last time was telling women that botox is healthy. It will leave their skin healthier because it relaxes the muscles and much like when we use antidepressants, our skin needs a little  medical help to feel relaxed. Obviously this is straight up bullsh!t. 

Here's the benefit though. If you have sensory sensitivities, like from Au/DHD, or heavy trauma, you will get that flared up some times. You also might get triggered some days. 

With botox, you can still go to work or to gym without getting the inevitable public harassment for having 'mistreated vibe'. The toxin forces your facial muscles to relax, so the pain won't show on your face. 

Therapy is infinite and your self-confidence a sin wave not because that's how your brain works, but because as soon as you are unaccompanied while looking like you are tired and in pain, opportunistic abusers will go for it. With neurological illness like autism you get that perpetually every few weeks, forever (and then you get told you are making it up to seek attention). 

I am aware that there's some similarity to POC bleaching their skin. For myself, at this point I don't care. If you feel like your resources are finite and on the brink, don't try to do the reasonable thing. Just get botox.


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