This was so enlightening to read. It's tough to remember sometimes the problems (for lack of a better word) someone might have when you interact with them, and it's really easy to get frustrated with people whose behavior you don't understand. And vice versa as well, it must be frustrating to not be able to communicate with others effectively not be able to or even be afraid of explaining why.
As for me, I don't have any mental disorders. I've grown up with osteoperosis, which basically is a condition where your bones are extremely brittle and easy to fracture. It's more common in elderly folk and extremely rare to develop in childhood but here I am. It's not really something easy to describe, but the easiest way to share my expirience... almost 40 fractures, big and microscopic, since I was diagnosed at 9. I can't do too much excercise, or stand for too long. It used to be really bad as a kid, which was when I had most of my fractures occur just from playing with my friends. No treatment for it, just have to stay really healthy and hope my bones develop well when I get older. And they mostly have! It's been almost three years since last had a major accident, though from time to time I have some pain I suspect might be a tiny fracture, I've reached a point where I can take painkillers, slow down, and just let the bone heal itself. It's expected I shouldn't have issues going into adulthood but I'm very likely to have severe problems as an elder.
Most people expect I'm afraid of hurting myself, and I was at first. It is something you do get used to, especially when you get so accustomed to pain on a daily basis. I learned with time what do do, what not to do, and how to learn to treat problems on my own. I just think of it as a minor inconvinience at this point, tbh. I will say though, I sometimes reach these lows where I feel so brittle and weak I can't even bring myself to get out of bed or talk to people. I think those moments are the worst of my condition, much worse than the actual injuries I go through, the points where I'm scared to get those injuries.
One positive is that I have plenty of funny injury stories to share. My favorite was when I was in the fourth grade. There's this hill we had to go down through to in my elementary school to get down to the softball field. I don't get to do anything, just watch, and I felt really lousy about it that day. To make up for it, I decided to race with everyone else down the hill every day. Wasn't an issue at first, but one day I tripped on the way down and was literally front-flipping down the hill screaming. And everyond laughed at me because they THOUGHT I was doing it on purpose. I ended up breaking my forearm and wrist and was never allowed on that hill again, but damn was it hilarious looking back.
And well, that's my exprience. I feel kinda silly writing all of this, lol!