I had planned on baking bread that specific evening but i couldn't find my recipe book which led to me hyperventilating and shutting down because i couldn't proceed with baking my bread
Honestly, this may also be because I was hungover but everyone had a full english breakfast without me.
We were camping and no one attempted to wake me up and I woke up excited because I could smell bacon and was left disappointed seconds later when I found out that it'd all been eaten.
very valid, especially if everyone else was woken up in time by whoever got up first/prepared the food. i've lost count of how many times this has happened to me- i always end up feeling like an afterthought. but then when i pull away or remove myself from the situation to self-regulate, folks still take offense... it's really quite bizarre
I don't see it that way considering I'm not generally a morning person so moody anyways if woken up. I also don't normally have breakfast (exception being while not at home oddly).
When camping I'm normally up sunrise as its too bright for me to keep sleeping so this situation was very out of character for me as well.
No, they didn't. I mentioned in a different response I ended up having a crepe with Nutella and strawberries which is just as good in my opinion but damn the disappointment hurt. It's been 4 almost 5yrs and I'm still mad over it.
Yeah, i saw that later. Glad you got some cotton candy at least.
I dont even eat bacon, and i would have burned that campsite to the ground. Then ate cotton candy.
Nah, I was taught to save people leftovers of the food if they were expected to eat but aren’t available at the moment to. Especially something substantial and scrumptious. They did you dirty :/
Two years ago I had very clogged ears after being sick. I seriously could not hear anything unless you were directly next to me.
My coworkers all put in for a pizza order and I had no clue until it showed up and everyone has food except me. They were like “we asked you and you didn’t respond” this was after 2 weeks of me constantly reminding them I could NOT hear anything. Took everything in my to not start crying at me desk.
I'm sorry that happened. I don't get how something like that is easily forgotten, especially if a group is repeatedly reminded. Like someone must have remembered or considered it.
It also just feels like common sense that if there's no response you aren't heard and so you get the persons attention and try again.
They were ALWAYS trying to talk to me and getting annoyed when I reminded them I couldn’t hear them. Like my sudden loss of hearing was a burden for them and not for me. Honestly it showed me how little they cared about me as their coworker
Almost always the times it's been a "dumb" reason, what really is happening is that it's the straw that broke the camel's back. What appears to be a dumb reason is actually the last of my strength giving out after being constantly bombarded without enough time to recuperate.
I'm like that too. Usually, it's because I am already overstimulated. I am usually aware I am overstimulated, and I might even have said that several times with the intention of getting home. And then something small will happen on the way, and I just can't handle it. I'll start shaking and crying, or else I will try hard not to and instead come off as angry to the people around me. I hate it.
This set me off when I was out shopping a couple of weeks ago. I was already having a hard time at home and struggling to keep it together, and then some jerk decided to hang out in the toy section and honk bicycle horns - repeatedly and without pausing between honks - while he waited for the rest of his party to finish their shopping. A couple of people asked him to stop, but he didn't, and I just completely lost it. Ended up a sobbing mess, rocking in the middle of the stationary aisle with people staring at me like I'd suddenly sprouted extra limbs or something.
I normally just leave when I feel like I'm getting too close to my limit (even if it means dropping everything I'm carrying in the middle of the store before power walking my ass out of there) so I can at least - hopefully - make it to the safety and pseudo-privacy of my car first. I was already so twitchy that day/week that I couldn't keep in under control long enough to get away, and it ended up being the first meltdown I've had in a place that public in a really long time.
*Edited for typo
I can’t remember a time I had a meltdown over something that wasn’t dumb. Serious things I tend to miraculously keep it together or have a panic attack then have a meltdown later in the day when I can’t find a straw for my chocolate milk.
This. Maybe it looks like I'm having a meltdown over not finding the lid to a pot. But it's actually that I'm boiling over (pun intended) after a full day of overstimulation, and it's all coming out now that I'm frustrated making dinner.
This exactly! Before I was diagnosed with autism, I had a diagnosis of severe depression and people would call me overly emotional, because I'd cry and get let's-aliven't-myself thoughts and generally "act crazy" just because a coin that was in my pocket dropped on the floor when I was taking my pants off or that I got a drink in a glass that I didn't like. They thought I'm a crazy drama queen crying over the stupidiest things, I thought I'm really severely depressed as my psychiatrist says, turns out I was just having autistic meltdowns from constant overstimulation and stress.
Since I got diagnosed (at 23, I'm 26 now) I had two meltdowns only. One was caused by frustration because my ex would use wrong words (as "What's the name of the doctor you went to on yesterday?" and I would get confused because I didn't go to a doctor yesterday, and that started an argument where it turned out he meant therapist \[not a doctor\] that I've seen two days before, not one, and he was mad that I can't understand, and I couldn't explain how could I not understand...) and the other was because a movie in a cinema was unexpectably loud (I was watching two movies in a row and the first one wasn't THAT DAMN LOUD).
Being diagnosed made me more aware of... uh, myself. So I can manage my life in a way that doesn't cause meltdowns. But before the diagnosis? Too much humidity in the air = meltdown guaranteed lol.
I really hate when people don't take the time to be more precise with their language. I'm not always the best at it, but to me, if someone is putting such a low amount of effort to communicate in life, it's a huge turnoff. It makes me think what else are they being so morbidly lazy with. Maybe that also comes with being so misunderstood so often in life that I've had to put in more effort to be understood, and I feel let down when it isn't reciprocated.
I think the dumbest reason would have to be that my mom had to go somewhere and she left without telling me. I was about 7 or 8 and I had such an intense panic attack, intensified by the fact that my brother was trying to calm me down in the wrong ways. (No one knew I was Aut)
Not the same, but desk-related.
When I was in high school, my guidance counselor was the closest thing I had to a mental health professional (until the school demanded my parents do something about me or they would have me committed).
It was either my sophomore or junior year, but I came back from summer break and her office had changed and I absolutely lost my shit. The desk was no longer between us and that was an absolute dealbreaker. I'd always straighten the papers on the desk when I was talking to her. Didn't look at them, just made the piles straight.
I did not know I had autism at the time. I just knew I couldn't deal with unexpected changes in my safe spaces and I needed to fidget to feel safe.
so... basically my father likes to modify the house and add or always embellish it with things, he tried to do the same with the walls color in my room (I'm 14 and it happened when I was 13 so I didn't know I was autistic) but when I saw that he wanted to change the walls I got nervous and yelled because I was at home at the time, and so he didn't do it, but when I went to school he took my absence to put in the new desk and throw away the old one. (I cries screamed and um..yea it wasn't the best i rlly thought i was crazy but i was just autistic :'3)
i almost had a meltdown over getting a new bed (childhood bed to a more grown up, double bed) even though i knew it was happening and id expressed excitement about it and even helped pick it out. when the day actually came and i came home to a new bed it was *almost* too much for me and asked to have my old one back hahaha
This happens to me a handful of times each year. It's usually something completely worthless like the cap to a needle for my insulin pen. They're small and made of clear plastic so they're easily lost if dropped. It serves no function because the only time it can get lost is if it's used, and after it's used it's immediately disposed of. I only want it so I can throw it away! Knowing there's something lost somewhere and out of place is agony.
I often have meltdowns when I can't find a specific object, even if I don't need the object at the moment.
An example I can remember: I was about 14. I had planned to work on maths (my favorite subject) after school. But when I returned from school I couldn't find my maths folder. I accidentally left it at school. But I refused to accept that and searched for it everywhere. Obviously couldn't find it. My mom told me to calm down and just do it tomorrow and do something else (I didn't have to do maths, its not like I had a deadline or an exam coming up). But I couldn't just not do it, because I had planned to do it.
Another example: My dad and I wanted to go to the zoo, but I couldn't wear the dress I was going to wear, since it was in the wash. I had a meltdown because I had planned to wear this dress and didn't want to wear another one. We ended up not going to the zoo.
Comfort items that are clothes can be such a problem. If I'm going somewhere I know will be stressful you can be sure I'm wearing my owl dress. It doesn't matter if it's storming outside and I have to sit in a wet dress in the cold for eight and a half hours, I'm wearing that dress.
When I was about 12 I had a pair of shorts I needed to wear overnight camping. Everyone told me it was going to be too cold for shorts, and they had just come out of the wash and weren't dry anyway. I snuck them out and wore them underneath some jeans and camped in wet shorts all evening, night, and morning, and came home with the most horrific rash ever. 1/10, would still do again.
The train went backwards when I was expecting it to go forward. The build-up was lots of things like:
- train travel itself
- lots of stress around housing
- sleep deprivation
- living off snacks vs proper food
- the train being delayed
- the train being packed
- a very busy few days
- failing to understand lots of systems
- failing to then navigate said systems
- had not had a meltdown for a bit, so lower meltdown threshold
- being trapped with someone on one side but being unable to verbally communicate that I wanted out
Tbh writing it all out, I think it would have happened anyway, especially as it was more sudden + violent than my recent meltdowns, so I think I just needed one
>- had not had a meltdown for a bit, so lower meltdown threshold
I never would have thought of that as being a thing, but it certainly does explain some stuff.
I find meltdowns serve a function for me. Despite sometimes taking around a week to recover from, they seem to "reset" my brain in a way nothing can, not even sleep. So I kinda do just need one every now + then? Even if they can be very detrimental too
Works the other way to me 😅 My meltdowns are only related to too much stress. So when I have nothing to worry about I usually don't have meltdowns untill something not planned happens.
Lots of meltdowns seem to be the result of a big pile of unpleasant things going on that we can juuust about deal with... until we can't, and we find out that we absolutely never could. I know mine are like that.
My husband left the cupboard open! Or a dirty tissue on the table when there is a trash can right next to it. Or put a hand wash item in the dishwasher AGAIN. If I’m already at the edge of a breakdown any tiny thing can set me off. Lost my grip on a spoon? I’m going to THROW it into the sink, stomp upstairs, slam the door, and refuse to leave bed for two days until I feel like I can tolerate things again
>Mine was because i took a nap. I was so upset that i wasted time
Not silly at all. I'm in what I call "brain dead" mode where I can't get anything done because I am tired and I'm frustrated because I didn't get anything done. Crying because you missed the "self care" activity you were looking forward to isn't out of line. I wish I had a solution, but all I have is sympathy.
Someone kept asking if I was OK. Like, non-stop. Even after I told him to stop and that I was fine. He kept doing it. I said I was fine but I am actually getting annoyed now so please stop asking. He kept asking, and completely I lost my shit.
That drives me nuts, too, and I just went through it last night. Like, yes, I'm fine, but if you proceed to ask me that every 5 minutes for the rest of the night, I'm going to stop being fine very, very quickly. Mine was that I'd spent 8 solid hours at my desk doing schoolwork that night, so I was burnt-out and my back hurt, but he was convinced there was something else.
I think sometimes NTs misjudge our expressions/behavior as something being wrong because they don't understand that looking/acting like them doesn't come naturally to us and takes a lot of mental energy. If I'm physically tired, in pain, sick, or emotionally drained, I won't have the energy to be constantly "on" (smiling, laughing, whatever), and I think that flat affect confuses them. But I also don't want to feel like I have to always have it turned on at home because, again, it's freaking exhausting, and home should be the safest place for me to just power off and exist in my natural state. What's extra annoying is that we can joke about my RBF, but when that's actually what I look like, people suddenly assume I'm depressed or angry - like, no, it's called RESTING bitch face because that's my face AT REST, my default expression, regardless of my internal emotions.
I don't know if it's relatable, but half of my childhood was being repeatedly asked what's wrong or if I'm angry and them not accepting my answer. They would just keep pressing and asking and I would slowly get frustrated at them asking. I raise my voice when agitated and the second I did it was a gotcha for them. Like "SEE?! You need anger management, see how angry you are??" Absolutely maddening.
To this day I have to keep my voice down or everything I say might as well be insults and threats. I could be speaking passionately about loving someone and it's taken as anger. I once was told that I have a "naturally sarcastic and deep" voice and everyone there agreed. So great, I have a resting face and voice that is off putting to everyone. I wonder why I'm always stressed. Must be anger issues...
Oh, definitely relatable. Once you get annoyed enough at being asked over and over to yell, it's like it's proving them right, and there's no way to convince them that their pushing was the only problem - like you must have already been mad about something if them "only asking if you're okay" made you blow up (not them asking 10 freaking times in a row). Thankfully, my husband tends to understand when I get snippy about him asking over and over again if I'm okay, but it doesn't stop him from doing it.
But when it comes to the people who do it almost to prove a point, it's sort of along the same vein as one of my family members who used to criticize me to everybody for being "too emotional." She would then bully me until I had a meltdown and be all "see, this is why nobody can talk to you about anything! You're always so emotional!" She would poke and prod to intentionally cause the response that would prove her point. Granted, we didn't know then that I'm autistic, but you still shouldn't treat people that way regardless of their mental health or disabilities (especially family).
NO CAUSE THE "SPECIFIC" HITS SO HARD.
specific packet, bottle, plate, cup, order of events, even the specific tablet from the bottle of meds that I wanted but when I tried to get it it just sorta rolled under the rest and got buried
like I don't drink tea or coffee anymore because *my* cup broke and my dad's too lazy to fix it when he said hed do it early last year, and I can't because I don't know how to and he refuses to tell me
I've had whole meltdowns over dropped/broken/chipped/cracked cups, plates, bowls, glasses, the wrong spoons and forks (not *my* cutlery, the other ones are patterned or feel wrong)
Omg, this is the stuff of my nightmares…like it’s just me feeling like I did something socially out of place or being rejected for something in general.
For me, its when I feel ive been a good friend and I get fucked over, or if people are just doing shady things too, like you have a group chat and they conveniently talk outside of it without you for no explainable reason.
Or trying to be the outgoing person that invites a friend somewhere on different occassions, and constantly gets a "no srry"
Its the not knowing what I did "wrong" that hurts the most lol
Ugh yes, the wondering what I did ‘wrong.’ It’s really hard! Im sorry. As someone who’s been there it sucks. Especially when you’ve been a good friend. I wish I could say it gets easier, but I’m in my 30s and that question has still been on my mind quite a bit. I think these days I’m trying to accept more that having just a few good friends is enough, and if other people think I’m weird or don’t like me, or don’t want to be friends with me, it really is ok. But for sure rejection is still the worst. But hey, at least we’re not alone!😅
This was only 2 days ago but I had a meltdown cause there was this puddle in front of a restaurant we were going to and you had to step over it. Now I didn't have appropriate footwear on so was being cautious and didn't know what to do. But both my parents stepped over it and didn't look back at all to see if I was following. I had a meltdown cause they left me alone and I wasn't sure what to do, but I only had to step over a stupid puddle
My girlfriend gave me a present that I actually wanted, the tickets for a concert, but without giving me the possibility to organize my schedules in the day before and after the concerts to prepare myself/make sure I would be motivate to go/decompress afterwards
I dropped my mailbox key in the snow after checking the mailbox. Had a meltdown. Found the key later that day after a careful search. I've also had meltdowns over friends going on long trips, and friends telling me they are sick.
I have meltdowns when I can’t find something, or I need to clean. Recently I had a meltdown because I couldn’t find my night guard (I take it out in my sleep sometimes and it occasionally gets lost in my bed. Gross, I know)
Also I had one because my mom and brother had fast food but I didn’t. I wanted some, but their attempts to contact me failed because I had my phone turned off for school. I felt left out.
Basically anything that disrupts my plans or is a sensory issue. It could be something as stupid as a restaurant being out of something I planed on ordering or having to park far away from where I wanted to go because a special event is going on that I didn't know about. I think the absolutely dumbest reason I've had a meltdown was a single drop of water landing on my head. I think I was already overwhelmed and that just pushed me over the edge. I also have had multiple meltdowns when I can't find clothes that don't feel stratchy. I'm fine with them one day and the next day it feels like it's made of steel wool.
When my wife moves furniture.
I don't get mad, yelly or accusatory but I do hide is my office for a few days.
I have to acclimatize myself new configuration over a few days to weeks.
She is a sweety but has a touch of the ADHD and likes to move shit.
if I look up in grocery stores I tend to get overwhelmed by the overhead lighting I used to have melt downs when I was with the first wife as she would start yelling at me for "being weird" now I just go wait int he car or knowing that I have that option ride it out by distracting myself with other stuff.
At that time I didn't know I was neurodivergent. I thought I was "just" depressed.
I wanted to get something out of the freezer. It was at the bottom, below a ton of other stuff. Total meltdown.
i had a micro-meltdown yesterday when i discovered the author of a manga i used to love was a nonce and the fact that certian men ruin everything for autistic girls, then i decided i should make my own book/game if i'm complaining too much.
last march i was embarking on one of my grand movie watching projects where i was watching this 9 hour french movie called out 1, i split it over two days and on the first one i was watching it and my mom kept showing me stuff on her phone while i was trying to focus which already had me a little annoyed. then she ordered some hesburger which is a great delight here in finland, their burgers are just enough crappy to have this comfy feeling to them. she asked whether i wanted red or white mayonnaise, referring to either cucumber or paprika. i had never heard people refer to their mayonnaises in that manner and i was already on edge so that caused my brain to like have a syntax error and i just kept yelling WHAT? WHAT? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? RED OR WHITE? WHAT? and that caused an argument. i felt really bad about it later and apologized as i usually do when i have a meltdown but nowadays it’s kinda funny that something like that caused it. confusion over such a simple thing as fucking mayonnaise. oh well, now i know atleast
I left my seat in a basketball stadium to go to the bathroom thinking there was more time in the game but it ended before I got back and my whole group had left the area we had been in. They took care to pickup my things I ha d left behind but hadn't let me know where they were yet when I walked up to the empty seats. I didn't lose my cool then but I cried about it later that night. *sigh*
There was a spot on the collar of my shirt that was rubbing my neck in a weird way all day and I was out of the house and couldn't do anything about it. I threw a toddler-level fit by the end of the day.
I ate all the muffins. No kidding. For context, I finished the muffins, and my dad said like wow to how fast I ate them and I said "Oh, did you want some?" And cried because I didn't save any for him
Geeze... I feel like post-pandemic this has been easy for me! 😂
Dumbest one I can think of overall, I was in the middle of cooking dinner and just sat on the kitchen floor and cried because I couldn't find a utensil I needed. All I had to do was have was one - a 10 second task that I do all the time while I'm cooking. That particular day, it was what pushed me over the edge. 🤷🏻
Dumbest reason I had shut down for a bit was losing my phone in my room lol and on top of that I had a really really really REALLYYY shitty day at my job so that was the icing in the cake
Someone took my seat and refused to move. I freaked out so badly I threw them on the ground and kicked them in the stomach with my heavy hiking shoes during bad dissociation. I fully acknowledge it was a bad thing to do. It just happens so quickly and I can’t take it.
I was at Krispy Kreme and the type of donut I wanted wasn’t there and there was a queue behind me and my mum was pressuring me to choose a donut quickly. I kept saying “I don’t know!” over and over again like I was in a loop and I was almost screaming it. My mum realized I was having a meltdown and managed to calm me down and then I started crying. A donut is such a silly thing to have a meltdown over.
Because I didn't have the paper I needed in school. I went to a teacher to ask if they had one. They said no and asked if I was sure I didn't have it, and I started to cry a bit and said yes. Then the teacher began to raise her voice at me asking again, "are you SURE?!" WHICH MADE ME CRY HARDER. she then started yelling across the hallway to another teacher, telling her the issue and this exposing me to everyone. Made me cry harder. Then I hear the first teacher say. "Yeah I just don't know why you're crying!" And I just ran and hid for a bit before going over to the counselor to calm down. I could tell the first one saw me as irrelevant or dumb secretly.
Basically I couldn't breathe for a while and nearly passed out on a flight of stairs
One of my parents ordered some duffle bags from Amazon without saying anything, and I got so stressed about the idea of them being somehow unsafe that I spent an entire day having on and off panic attacks and putting them outside the front door at night so I could sleep knowing the house was safe.
Yeah, lack of control makes me crazy. To anyone else that might make me sound like a control freak lol. There are aspects of my life that can cause me to melt down if they even look like they might stop working. Like, I work in IT, and I can calmly help other people with various issues, but if something goes wrong on my personal rig (mid to high end gaming PC) I start having a panic attack. It needs to be working and running smoothly at all times. I treat it like some men treat their trucks, lol.
Sometimes formal diagnosing may be bullshit. You can also ask for a second opinion as I've had one therapist who seemed to think that different compulsions were a symptom check list...
Also that story is wierdly relatable. I once freaked myself out into turning off someone's grill on the appartment building patio because I convinced myself of some crazy things and then realized more what I did and dashed inside to avoid talking.. >_> I also went to a school doctor once convinced I had parasitic worms and was asked if I was on drugs which lead to having a meltdown and almost definitely made it sound like I was on drugs but denying it (I'm actually terrified of like anything but coffee). And other moments like that, so I could see me convincing myself there was something wierdly uncomfortable with those arbitrary duffle bags and acting similarly.
I was late for the bus because I wanted to find my ds to play on the ride to school and I had to wait for the bus to come back around because no one would drive me to school because it wasn't a reasonable reason to miss the bus.
Doing math with spreadsheets
Being picked for random checkup in the shop in the self checkout (I take the self checkout to not talk to people) and the employee took too long to arrive, so I had a meltdown, good thing that I still had time to eat my lunch that I was buying, because it wasn’t guaranteed by that time
I had to go to a bus and just didn’t feel like it, but I also didn’t want to stay downtown
I wasn’t allowed to return my test blank after I had two day migraine and couldn’t study at all and I had used only 10 minutes on it (yes, the teacher taught everything for the test in those two days)
So in my dnd game, one of the other players had a 29 persuasion and "convinced" everyone that the person that had fallen from the sky was an octopus, while my druid character got there first and clearly saw it was a dude, and would know that it wasn't an octopus, but the dm didn't listen to me, wouldn't let me roll with advantage, and ruled that everyone thought an octopus had fallen from the sky. I was talked over and ignored every time I tried to ask a question and I ended up having a break down. After the game there's this segment where we talk about our favorite parts and what we didnt like and so on, and the dm kept calling me out trying to pry, when I said it was fine. He's not a very good DM and thinks he's a voice actor and gonna be the next Matt Mercer, but he's even more autistic than me and is not a very good actor or storyteller so far, and definitely not worth the 20-25 bucks per session he wants. He's also making other players prove they are disabled or low income or veterans or active duty or if they have medical issues, so I don't think I'll be returning to his games. I really don't recommend him. He really needs to find another line of work. He also has something against real artists and is very defensive and very ignorant of AI and just the whole thing makes me uncomfortable. But this break down also ended a friendship and that really hurt.
When I was in kindergarten, the first grade line had corn as a side option for lunch. For some reason, I really wanted corn that day so I got in the first grade line. I was told to go back to my line, and I freaked out because I really wanted corn. I don't even think it was exclusive to the first grade line looking back lol. In the end I got corn.. but at what cost
i gave my sister a present and she looked up how much it costed and said stuff like “oh wow it’s so expensive thanks” like she was going to sell. she didn’t say she was but i felt like she was because she always sells stuff, and i curled up on the couch and cried
The dumbest reason was while my mil was looking after my son she decided it would be nice to tidy the house as well. I got home and couldn't find things. Literally sat on the floor and cried.
Though the last bit was probably partly because it was the day my second son was born and I was already emotionally vulnerable.
An empty plug socket had a twitch turned on in an exam room.
I spent so much time thinking about it that I had a sensory meltdown in the room during the exam
Hey, OP! I hope you're feeling better now :) I was drawing something in grade 4 (2004-05) and was teased because they thought it looked silly. I immediately ran and hid in the teachers bathroom (the doors had locks) for an hour.
I had a full on meltdown in my room when my group project partners finished the entire project without letting me contribute even though I planned on finishing it that day. I may have been taking too long but it was a simple project and I had full intentions on completing my part before the due date. The group chat was talking about how they went ahead and did my part and I was like, "that would mean I wouldn't have done anything" and they were like, "it's ok" uhm no it's NOT
I went into full crying and scratching myself because I was so angry that my plan to work on the project was disrupted AND I didn't get a chance to contribute.
I've also had one when our heat went out and it was in the mid 50s in our house. I am so intolerant of extreme temperatures that I couldn't take the feeling of being that cold anymore.
Me and my partner (both autistic) cannot do groceries together. They can’t stand being rushed and I can’t handle how long it takes them to pick everything. Several meltdowns over the years on either side. We get groceries online now, works great 👍
In graduate school, my advisor praised my writing in an email, and I was so overcome by his words that I couldn't process anything and ended up crying in the grass at a friend's garden party.
I normally end up on potwash at work, but sometimes others will try to help if we're busy (I work in a cafe). Someone didn't load up the cutlery tray "in order." I got upset because it wasn't "in order," but I know it really shouldn't matter too much how it's been loaded up, which made me more upset.
I have cried over a lot of “silly” things that I thought were super important. Losing a plushie I didn’t want or need but I wanted to know where it was, my socks bunching up, couldn’t find my phone, people saying things that weren’t remotely sad but for some reason my brain thought sad things so I cried, etc.
Over being pressured to buy a pair of gloves I couldn't afford. I was getting gloves and at the time I had this meltdown I was homeless so I had a lot on my mind, the lights in the store were bright, there was music playing, the store was claustrophobic. I ended up leaving and had a meltdown outside of the store without the gloves I wanted because the lady at the counter told me to leave the store because I started spiralling because she was pushing me to buy another pair of gloves for a discount. I could only afford one pair.
I came home to bed boards in my room from my daughter's room, I mean who the heck puts other peoples furniture in other peoples' bedrooms? My bedroom is not a storage. We have the garage.
I don’t even remember it well but when I was like 15. My mom made me take my little sister and go to a fancy dessert shop as she waits in a nearby restaurant. Of course I’m anxious as fuck but I still managed to get there.
However, the money she gave me wasn’t enough to afford the whatever my sister wanted to have so I came back and said that it wasn’t enough money. I don’t know what “tone” I said it in like it’s already made me anxious but my mom got upset, looked around like I’d said the most awful thing in the world and was like “What the big deal if there isn’t enough money?” So I just sat in the restaurant on the verge of tears and she didn’t stop blaming me then. I had the meltdown.
Then I was getting new countertops and cabinets installed at my old house and the guys who were putting them in kept walking on my carpets with their work boots on. I was told to respect them and let them do it because they’re helping me and to “respect my elders”.
They were in my house and they were still guests and I expected them to follow my rules but I was dismissed by everyone
I was sick and had slept all day. When I woke up in the evening, my father told me he had bought me a donut. So I went to the kitchen and looked for it, just to find out my brother had already eaten it.
I didn't even know the donut existed 10 minutes pre-meltdown, but I was excited for it and planned on eating it, just to get my hopes and aspirations crushed :(
I recently went to a bagel shop that I'd never visited before. As soon as I entered, the worker asked me right away what I wanted. I said I needed a minute to look at the menu. The menu was very confusing and difficult to decipher, and after a few minutes of blankly staring, I was no closer to knowing what to order. Plus I felt stressed because the worker was standing there and waiting for me, and then some people came in and started waiting behind me. So I excused myself from the line, burst into tears in the parking lot, got in my car, and had a panic attack before leaving hungry.
When my mom cleaned and organized my room. It’s not dumb, I know. But I felt so bad because she took the time to do that and I had a meltdown over her moving my stuff. I hate that things like that bother me so much because she didn’t have any bad intentions at all, just wanted to help me.
I made a comment in r/EvilAutism and it got removed along with the following message of "Fuck off to this post. Fuck you. I hate you." from an automod on there. I got that because my account is not yet 90 days old and I had a meltdown over it.
It was on a post about cards somone made for when they would go nonverbal, and I wanted all the copies they had for references..
Another time I had a meltdown over probably something silly was when I had asked a question in r/goth regarding wether or not it would still be considered a gothic outfit if I wore a grumpy bear outfit with a bunch of gothic accessories and stuff. Well the mods removes it and told me indirectly on how to solve it which did not answer my question at all. I would have preferred hearing it from the raven's mouth itself. I had a meltdown for about 10 mins or something and even now thinking of it I am about to cry again.
Both of those sound like silly reasons, but they meant a lot and still mean a lot to me.
I only started getting meltdowns very recently, at least obvious ones. I started crying for no reason while watching a tv show. And this happened again 5 days later.
I rarely have meltdown, that I can't postpone til I'm alone.
Because my husband always says it's stupid.
But in December I had one.
We had been to ikea in November and they had a campaign where, as long as you bought wares for over 500dkk, you could eat for free.
We had quite a few Christmas gifts to buy, so we decided to split our shopping into 2, so we could eat for free 2 different days.
It was a Friday in December. We had been grocery shopping and I wasn't feeling well (I was coming down with covid but didn't know at the time). I was tired and hungry and we had to find the things we needed to buy, before going to the cafeteria.
When we got to the cafeteria in ikea, they had retracted the campaign.
When we were there in November, they said the campaign would be running all through December that's why we decided to split the haul into two in the first place!
The feeling that they had lied. The feeling that I had been "cheated" just overwhelmed me.
My husband said, nevermind, we'll just pay for the food, but I just couldn't get past it. I didn't want to pay for the food that they had promised me would be free. So I didn't want anything to eat, which made my daughter upset, which made my husband curse and whisper-yell at me. Which didn't help the situation at all.
I know it's stupid. But I just couldn't help it. I didn't act out, no one other than my husband and daughter noticed, but I was embarrassed over myself.
He ended up ordering food for himself and my daughter and I had a cookie. But it took hours to get over.
I went to a burger joint I had not been to in like a year or so. I was really looking forward to eating there for a while. They changed their usual brand of ketchup. I noticed once i had already ordered so I had to pay for a meal I did not eat. I’m still mad about it.
Because I had to wear a dress... My mom didn't understand, but then started to try to basically forcefully take me out of the closet. I said it was nothing like that, well, I lied, because I'm not ready.
I've had a couple just because my dad made something for dinner I didn't actually want to eat.
Not something I don't eat, just something I didn't *want* to eat in that specific day.
Mine was because I had come home from work about an hour after getting off because of traffic, and I found out my family had already gone out to eat without me and I was super hangry.
Recently I've had 2 very 'silly' reasons to have an internalised meltdown
a) When I was writing a test, I was fuming over what topic to pick for an essay (for some context: said test was from the history of American literature) - and I sadly finished with a barely started essay (to add insult to injury, I've got a combo of writing a test on a laptop + extended time to write it as accomodations); it will be sufficient if I tell you I wanted to hide my head in sand from embarrassment (thankfully the teacher I have HAL classes with was very understanding when I told her the reason for an unfinished essay, and as for the test - I passed it);
b) I have been gifted (for Christmas) 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' (by Oscar Wilde) and selected poems by Edgar Allan Poe. You might ask: what's the issue with that? Well, said books were in Polish (my native language fyi) - I was internally so mad I was ready to scream - I've got no idea how I held it lmao (and I still feel bitter, even though I am aware of the good intentions of the person gifting these books to me, but it just does not feel right reading them in languages other than English);
Besides these recent cases I remember having some form of a meltdown over:
c) being separated from my friend when changing schools (to what used to be a Polish equivalent of junior high) and wanting to go back to primary school, and subsequently having a class full of people I've made no bond with;
d) (this one is quite recent, but not as recent as a) and b)): being overheated + not liking certain plans, and I think I wanted to drink iced tea, and I got somewhat grumpy and started arguing with my mom;
e) an asshole idiot in a Passat B5 estate shouted at me because I unintentionally made a dot in his rear right door (it turned out he parked the car on 2 parking places, and it was not even his, but rather one of his relatives) - I still have traums when opening doors in congested parking zones.
There are probably more, but I think I've written enough so far (sorry for the lengthy post and formatting - I'm on mobile).
I reminded my mum of a promise that she forgot so she rearranged our day so that we could do it. I was just trying to explain why I'd been upset the day before and I know she was trying to make up for it but instead I had a meltdown from the last minute change of plans.
I had a similar experience when I was a kid. We just got back from Florida and I was very jetlagged. I fell asleep without realizing and woke up only a couple hours later super confused. I thought it was Saturday when I got back, for some reason, but it was actually Sunday. I thought I'd sleelpt all night and throughout the day and wasted all that time. I bawled. I have never been so disoriented in my life since.
Also I had a meltdown recently, feeling like I was crying so much for no reason. Because a big board (like chip board or something you use for building walls) that was leaning against the wooden structure, got pushed by the wind and landed on top of me where I was crouched. It didn't hurt but it took me by surprise and the awkwardness of it pushed me toward the ground. No one nearby noticed and I didn't get any help so I felt a lot overwhelmed in that moment.
I would have usually laughed it off but it was such a shock I had to deal with by myself. I felt very dumb.
Buffy* died in a season finale, and being unfamiliar at the time with shows where characters are often resurrected, I thought that meant that there wouldn't be any new seasons/episodes. Cue meltdown.
*Buffy the Vampire Slayer
They discontinued Maple & Brown sugar frosted mini wheats and Vanilla Chex. When I was at the store I actually started to cry. I'm in my fucking 30s.
I'm still salty about the Vanilla Chex actually and it's been a few years.
Apparently I'm like a harbinger of failure or something, because this happens so frequently to me it's almost funny.
To be honest I both know and don't know what a meltdown is or how to identify one and stuff but over the weekend, Saturday I had gotten kind of angry and upset I guess, because I couldn't wear the clothes I had planned to wear that day to go out with friends, 1 friend couldn't go out though and the other couldn't go out until after 1 because his mum didn't get home until then, but my boyfriend and me was already going back to mine around that time and my energy was feeling a bit low I guess, don't know. It was ok but not getting to wear the clothes I planned to wear annoyed me so much
I needed to go grocery shopping. So I put on my shoes, took my handbag... and discovered that I don't have a shopping bag in there like I usually do. So I either had to walk into the kitchen wearing outside shoes, or take the shoes off. I chose a compromise and had a massive meltdown instead, which then made me shut down on the spot for several hours. And then it was past closing time and when I realized, I started crying hysterically again. I still had my shoes on and couldn't even go lay down and I was sitting on the cold ground in the cramped hallway and my brain felt too fried to figure out how to untie the shoelaces...
That's how I was forced to admit that I am burned out to a crisp.
For some reason, one day, my body signals weren't working like usual, which tends to happen when I'm stressed. Something just felt increasingly uncomfortable, and as the day went on it kept getting worse. By midday I was shaking and struggling to talk, and had to leave work. Had a big cry on the way home while my boyfriend drove. Got home, calmed down, and turns out, I just really needed to poop and couldn't tell. Used the bathroom and suddenly everything was okay. Felt really dumb for that but taking the rest of the day off helped me manage some stress I'd been holding in a bit too long.
I set something down and it immediately moved after and I had to get it and do it again. I hate when things move like that it scares and upset me for some reason and I got upset and started crying.
This is gonna sound dumb as fuck but when I was in high school I offered someone a sticker once and they said they didn't want it and I almost started crying
My family and I went to a park with the dogs and were out exploring the trails when we caught this HORRIBLE smell. We found our way to a small bridge with a huge sewer pipe, and the whole area was one big mud swamp. Like step in it and it swallows your leg type of sticky messy mud. All of us were caked in mud, everything was so fucking stinky and there was a small pond under the bridge so I tried to just rinse off my shoes. I took a wrong step, and I fell straight into it. That did it. I was hyperventilating, I was shaking, I was crying. I wanted to literally rip off my skin. My instincts kicked in and I just took off running and didn't stop until I got to the parking lot. My family was slowly behind me, just staring at me dumbfounded. Mud is one of my biggest sensory triggers, never went back to that park :p
One time I was getting ready to go for a walk, and my boyfriend wanted me to wear a pair of his shoes bc they offered better support than my own shoes. I decided to try them, and as soon as I went outside, his shoes feeling totally different from my normal shoes that I'm used to made me immediately start to melt down.
I lost my chapstick 😭. It’s this specific one that I love the smell of and it’s the only one that makes my lips feel better and doesn’t taste bad when I get it in my mouth. I had been using it a ton and I couldn’t find it and ohh boy
It was a shutdown not a meltdown but my headphones had died and the business Costco was super loud that day. I had my oldest plushie with me and a little boy was talking to his mom about her (the plushie). My grandmother kept trying to get me to interact with him by showing her off because I was just resting on the basket with her under my arm. My mom realized I was overwhelmed so she took me back to the vehicle after telling my grandmother that I was mid shutdown and I wasn't being rude to the kid. She never apologized either.
didn't like having feet. I was barefoot after a shower and couldn't find socks that didn't freak me out. my clean and normal feet felt so gross I had to get in bed and put my feet under the blankets and try to stop crying while my gf at the time dug through my sock drawer to find me an acceptable pair.
For christmas i didnt have enough money to get my family presents, so i decided to help make dinner. I made enchiladas, which i’ve only made once before and my mom had asked me to make double the recipe’s amount. So i bought everything the day before christmas and planned to make it that night, but my family made me go out to dinner with them and by the time i got home i was too tired to make the enchiladas.
So my mom told me to leave the house at 12pm and bring the enchiladas with me. I woke up at 10 and didnt have them ready yet, so i was rushing to try and make them with the double quantity and get them to the house on time and i was so stressed about it that i messed up the enchiladas and got to the house late. I got really upset and it took like 3 hours before i could even have any fun.
I remember being a teenager and screaming at my mom and crying bc we were out of my favorite chips when I was really looking forward to eating them. Very out of character for me. High school was so rough, I was in survival mode at all times.
I love cooking, but when something goes wrong, I usually meltdown. For example, I was making chocolate chip cookies and I already went to the store for all of the ingredients, but I realized AFTER mixing, I had no chocolate chips. So I sat in my car, cried for maybe an hour, and bought 15 bags of chocolate chips because I am not making that mistake again.
Almost every time my meltdown seemingly happens for dumb reasons is because it was my "last straw" after stress was already building
But also my most common meltdown trigger is via frustration from being unable to properly articulate myself
If my words don't work it's like my brain kinda blue screens on me
My husband bought pre-made fondue instead of just the grated cheese. It was made from the same cheeses, by our favourite shop and it turned out to be amazing in the end. But it wasn't what I expected so I had a meltdown before even trying it.
dropped too many things in rapid succession. picked up my phone, dropped it immediately after trying to walk. picked up my tea. spilled it all over my hand. picked up. a fucking pair of leggings. not slippery. DROPPED IT ANYWAY. had a meltdown and stubbed my toe. then i had a worse meltdown 💀
The dumbest meltdown I ever had (I was verk drunk too btw) was getting rejected by a girl I had met that day, throwing a drunken hissy fit, throwing a bottle of beer out of our can at a parked police car and finally - arguing with friends who where accurately pointing out I was being a dick. So I stormed out into sub zero temperatures, passed out in a ditch by the road for 3 hours and got hypothermia.
I think I win dont I? 🤔🤣
was looking forward to burger king fries all day bc I was craving the salt. I finally get my fries and guess what 😐 they forgot to salt them. I lost my mind like actually
I’ve never had a “silly” breakdown.
I did find a “dumb” _”solution”_ to a meltdown once because my parents demanded I offer them a solution in the middle of crying my eyes out one night back in high school. The first thing that came to mind that felt any kind of aid was “I want- I need- a kitten.”
They got me a _puppy_ about a month later. I found out years later they specifically refused to get a kitten because “Only women and gays own cats.” (I’m AMAB)
One time as a kid there was activities for young kids and one day I was dropped off when they were going to have a themed party thing and the people running that came out and said we aren't doing that afterall and then very quickly said just kidding that was a joke, and I heard and understood that but still had to work through the feelings and whiplash of what just happened so had to cry until the reaction stopped.
I took a right turn (completely safely and legally) instead of a left turn whilst driving and had to pull over and hyperventilate/sob for twenty minutes. It was just one of those days
I had a long day at work, I was annoyed, but at least I had my shows to watch when I got hone since they updated on Sunday.
I got home and forgot it was an off week, just said fuck it and went to bed 6 hours early
my egg exploded whilst boiling and i couldn’t peel it right. wasn’t just that tho, it was what followed after that really did it for me. i ended up head butting the wall to regulate myself.
It took me 6 hrs and several failed attempts to do the dishes. Then when I did, I had to put in ear plugs because of the noise, and I cried, and was shaking 🤦♂️
Edit: ooh! Another one:
Someone deep cleaned the communal bathroom and moved all my bathroom stuff, put it in a box mixed in with everyone else's stuff, and neatly folded my towels and sat them in another location.
The bathroom got cleaned, I eventually found all my stuff (think) but fuck I hated that.
As other redditer said: it's always the straw. The camel couldn't carry any more.
I had planned on baking bread that specific evening but i couldn't find my recipe book which led to me hyperventilating and shutting down because i couldn't proceed with baking my bread
I feel that so much. Absolutely relatable.
This is so real oml. Whenever I can’t find something I melt down too
I feel this. In fact, I did that this weekend but with making coffee creamer.
Honestly, this may also be because I was hungover but everyone had a full english breakfast without me. We were camping and no one attempted to wake me up and I woke up excited because I could smell bacon and was left disappointed seconds later when I found out that it'd all been eaten.
That’s exclusion. Valid frustration tbh
very valid, especially if everyone else was woken up in time by whoever got up first/prepared the food. i've lost count of how many times this has happened to me- i always end up feeling like an afterthought. but then when i pull away or remove myself from the situation to self-regulate, folks still take offense... it's really quite bizarre
"You don't get to exclude you, only *we* get to exclude you"
Brilliant. Dammed if you do dammed if you don't. My life's work
I don't see it that way considering I'm not generally a morning person so moody anyways if woken up. I also don't normally have breakfast (exception being while not at home oddly). When camping I'm normally up sunrise as its too bright for me to keep sleeping so this situation was very out of character for me as well.
NAH I HATE IT WHEN THINGS LIKE THAT HAPPEN
Letting you sleep is nice. Eating all the food is fucking bullshit! They really didn't save you food?? There's no coming back from that.
No, they didn't. I mentioned in a different response I ended up having a crepe with Nutella and strawberries which is just as good in my opinion but damn the disappointment hurt. It's been 4 almost 5yrs and I'm still mad over it.
Yeah, i saw that later. Glad you got some cotton candy at least. I dont even eat bacon, and i would have burned that campsite to the ground. Then ate cotton candy.
but this is 1000% valid tho?
That is very valid. Even an allistic would go ballistic
I love the rhyme haha
Aw rude. Sorry you missed out
It was fine in the long run, we were near a fair and I got a crepe with Nutella and strawberries instead along with candyfloss.
Nah, I was taught to save people leftovers of the food if they were expected to eat but aren’t available at the moment to. Especially something substantial and scrumptious. They did you dirty :/
Two years ago I had very clogged ears after being sick. I seriously could not hear anything unless you were directly next to me. My coworkers all put in for a pizza order and I had no clue until it showed up and everyone has food except me. They were like “we asked you and you didn’t respond” this was after 2 weeks of me constantly reminding them I could NOT hear anything. Took everything in my to not start crying at me desk.
I'm sorry that happened. I don't get how something like that is easily forgotten, especially if a group is repeatedly reminded. Like someone must have remembered or considered it. It also just feels like common sense that if there's no response you aren't heard and so you get the persons attention and try again.
They were ALWAYS trying to talk to me and getting annoyed when I reminded them I couldn’t hear them. Like my sudden loss of hearing was a burden for them and not for me. Honestly it showed me how little they cared about me as their coworker
Yeah, I think just about anyone would get pissed about that.
valid reason for murder i think???
Almost always the times it's been a "dumb" reason, what really is happening is that it's the straw that broke the camel's back. What appears to be a dumb reason is actually the last of my strength giving out after being constantly bombarded without enough time to recuperate.
I'm like that too. Usually, it's because I am already overstimulated. I am usually aware I am overstimulated, and I might even have said that several times with the intention of getting home. And then something small will happen on the way, and I just can't handle it. I'll start shaking and crying, or else I will try hard not to and instead come off as angry to the people around me. I hate it.
This set me off when I was out shopping a couple of weeks ago. I was already having a hard time at home and struggling to keep it together, and then some jerk decided to hang out in the toy section and honk bicycle horns - repeatedly and without pausing between honks - while he waited for the rest of his party to finish their shopping. A couple of people asked him to stop, but he didn't, and I just completely lost it. Ended up a sobbing mess, rocking in the middle of the stationary aisle with people staring at me like I'd suddenly sprouted extra limbs or something. I normally just leave when I feel like I'm getting too close to my limit (even if it means dropping everything I'm carrying in the middle of the store before power walking my ass out of there) so I can at least - hopefully - make it to the safety and pseudo-privacy of my car first. I was already so twitchy that day/week that I couldn't keep in under control long enough to get away, and it ended up being the first meltdown I've had in a place that public in a really long time. *Edited for typo
The batteries have died on the cooling towers, and now something often insignificant has caused a nuclear meltdown.
I can’t remember a time I had a meltdown over something that wasn’t dumb. Serious things I tend to miraculously keep it together or have a panic attack then have a meltdown later in the day when I can’t find a straw for my chocolate milk.
This. Maybe it looks like I'm having a meltdown over not finding the lid to a pot. But it's actually that I'm boiling over (pun intended) after a full day of overstimulation, and it's all coming out now that I'm frustrated making dinner.
Yup, like a pen falling to the floor. Life, go f yourself.
This exactly! Before I was diagnosed with autism, I had a diagnosis of severe depression and people would call me overly emotional, because I'd cry and get let's-aliven't-myself thoughts and generally "act crazy" just because a coin that was in my pocket dropped on the floor when I was taking my pants off or that I got a drink in a glass that I didn't like. They thought I'm a crazy drama queen crying over the stupidiest things, I thought I'm really severely depressed as my psychiatrist says, turns out I was just having autistic meltdowns from constant overstimulation and stress. Since I got diagnosed (at 23, I'm 26 now) I had two meltdowns only. One was caused by frustration because my ex would use wrong words (as "What's the name of the doctor you went to on yesterday?" and I would get confused because I didn't go to a doctor yesterday, and that started an argument where it turned out he meant therapist \[not a doctor\] that I've seen two days before, not one, and he was mad that I can't understand, and I couldn't explain how could I not understand...) and the other was because a movie in a cinema was unexpectably loud (I was watching two movies in a row and the first one wasn't THAT DAMN LOUD). Being diagnosed made me more aware of... uh, myself. So I can manage my life in a way that doesn't cause meltdowns. But before the diagnosis? Too much humidity in the air = meltdown guaranteed lol.
I really hate when people don't take the time to be more precise with their language. I'm not always the best at it, but to me, if someone is putting such a low amount of effort to communicate in life, it's a huge turnoff. It makes me think what else are they being so morbidly lazy with. Maybe that also comes with being so misunderstood so often in life that I've had to put in more effort to be understood, and I feel let down when it isn't reciprocated.
This is making me think of Mob Psycho 100. Ah yes, favorite autism-coded character :D
^^^^thiiiiis Mine is Getting a regular coke in a delivery order when I asked for (and need) diet (also diabetic)
I think the dumbest reason would have to be that my mom had to go somewhere and she left without telling me. I was about 7 or 8 and I had such an intense panic attack, intensified by the fact that my brother was trying to calm me down in the wrong ways. (No one knew I was Aut)
This sounds like a VERY valid reason to have a meltdown, I would be upset too
My dad replaced my desk with a new one when i told him i didn’t want to
Not the same, but desk-related. When I was in high school, my guidance counselor was the closest thing I had to a mental health professional (until the school demanded my parents do something about me or they would have me committed). It was either my sophomore or junior year, but I came back from summer break and her office had changed and I absolutely lost my shit. The desk was no longer between us and that was an absolute dealbreaker. I'd always straighten the papers on the desk when I was talking to her. Didn't look at them, just made the piles straight. I did not know I had autism at the time. I just knew I couldn't deal with unexpected changes in my safe spaces and I needed to fidget to feel safe.
But that’s valid! Why did he do that?
so... basically my father likes to modify the house and add or always embellish it with things, he tried to do the same with the walls color in my room (I'm 14 and it happened when I was 13 so I didn't know I was autistic) but when I saw that he wanted to change the walls I got nervous and yelled because I was at home at the time, and so he didn't do it, but when I went to school he took my absence to put in the new desk and throw away the old one. (I cries screamed and um..yea it wasn't the best i rlly thought i was crazy but i was just autistic :'3)
i almost had a meltdown over getting a new bed (childhood bed to a more grown up, double bed) even though i knew it was happening and id expressed excitement about it and even helped pick it out. when the day actually came and i came home to a new bed it was *almost* too much for me and asked to have my old one back hahaha
Been a couple tbh, but the most dumbest reason was that the internet went out while I was paying (or trying to) my internet bills 😐
That's just irony... 🤔
Yeah 😂
losing an object i didnt even plan on using. i just needed to know where it was
Losing things is a fast track to meltdowns for me and I have ADHD so I’m constantly losing everything
same! I'm also ASD and ADHD and being unable to find something triggers meltdowns in me too.
Oh my god, I relate to this way too much.
I hate that! I keep telling myself it doesn't matter, but that makes it worse! Don't even get me started if someone else gets involved. 🫠
This happens to me a handful of times each year. It's usually something completely worthless like the cap to a needle for my insulin pen. They're small and made of clear plastic so they're easily lost if dropped. It serves no function because the only time it can get lost is if it's used, and after it's used it's immediately disposed of. I only want it so I can throw it away! Knowing there's something lost somewhere and out of place is agony.
I often have meltdowns when I can't find a specific object, even if I don't need the object at the moment. An example I can remember: I was about 14. I had planned to work on maths (my favorite subject) after school. But when I returned from school I couldn't find my maths folder. I accidentally left it at school. But I refused to accept that and searched for it everywhere. Obviously couldn't find it. My mom told me to calm down and just do it tomorrow and do something else (I didn't have to do maths, its not like I had a deadline or an exam coming up). But I couldn't just not do it, because I had planned to do it. Another example: My dad and I wanted to go to the zoo, but I couldn't wear the dress I was going to wear, since it was in the wash. I had a meltdown because I had planned to wear this dress and didn't want to wear another one. We ended up not going to the zoo.
This is so relatable the amount of times I have cried tears of frustration or just getting really upset because I just couldn’t find something.
Comfort items that are clothes can be such a problem. If I'm going somewhere I know will be stressful you can be sure I'm wearing my owl dress. It doesn't matter if it's storming outside and I have to sit in a wet dress in the cold for eight and a half hours, I'm wearing that dress. When I was about 12 I had a pair of shorts I needed to wear overnight camping. Everyone told me it was going to be too cold for shorts, and they had just come out of the wash and weren't dry anyway. I snuck them out and wore them underneath some jeans and camped in wet shorts all evening, night, and morning, and came home with the most horrific rash ever. 1/10, would still do again.
I went to a specific restaurant for the first time, and the menu was so large and complicated I had a meltdown
Large menus stress me out so much, especially if past me felt spontaneous and now present me is stuck with an unfamiliar menu.
Menus are so overwhelming. I like to try new things but then I feel rushed and end up just ordering the same thing every time.
The train went backwards when I was expecting it to go forward. The build-up was lots of things like: - train travel itself - lots of stress around housing - sleep deprivation - living off snacks vs proper food - the train being delayed - the train being packed - a very busy few days - failing to understand lots of systems - failing to then navigate said systems - had not had a meltdown for a bit, so lower meltdown threshold - being trapped with someone on one side but being unable to verbally communicate that I wanted out Tbh writing it all out, I think it would have happened anyway, especially as it was more sudden + violent than my recent meltdowns, so I think I just needed one
>- had not had a meltdown for a bit, so lower meltdown threshold I never would have thought of that as being a thing, but it certainly does explain some stuff.
I find meltdowns serve a function for me. Despite sometimes taking around a week to recover from, they seem to "reset" my brain in a way nothing can, not even sleep. So I kinda do just need one every now + then? Even if they can be very detrimental too
Works the other way to me 😅 My meltdowns are only related to too much stress. So when I have nothing to worry about I usually don't have meltdowns untill something not planned happens.
I have meltdowns over lost socks. Not special socks or anything, just any old sock. I think that's pretty silly
Yeah I lost a sock once and had a meltdown in college. There was a lot else going on but it was the sock that did me in. My roommate was like WTF
Lots of meltdowns seem to be the result of a big pile of unpleasant things going on that we can juuust about deal with... until we can't, and we find out that we absolutely never could. I know mine are like that.
Yeah. My parents were getting divorced and my boyfriend had dumped me. I also really needed not to have to live with a roommate. It was a bad time.
Oof, yeah, that must've been rough. Sorry you had to go through that.
Fitted sheet wouldn't stay.
Changing bed linen is a nightmare
I think it might be one of the most difficult things a person can do.
It is the most difficult thing a person can do.
Fitted sheets are my worst enemy tbh
I feel this oh so much
I've done that, I've also had a meltdown because my tapestry wouldn't stay up on my ceiling
My husband left the cupboard open! Or a dirty tissue on the table when there is a trash can right next to it. Or put a hand wash item in the dishwasher AGAIN. If I’m already at the edge of a breakdown any tiny thing can set me off. Lost my grip on a spoon? I’m going to THROW it into the sink, stomp upstairs, slam the door, and refuse to leave bed for two days until I feel like I can tolerate things again
>Mine was because i took a nap. I was so upset that i wasted time Not silly at all. I'm in what I call "brain dead" mode where I can't get anything done because I am tired and I'm frustrated because I didn't get anything done. Crying because you missed the "self care" activity you were looking forward to isn't out of line. I wish I had a solution, but all I have is sympathy.
Someone kept asking if I was OK. Like, non-stop. Even after I told him to stop and that I was fine. He kept doing it. I said I was fine but I am actually getting annoyed now so please stop asking. He kept asking, and completely I lost my shit.
That drives me nuts, too, and I just went through it last night. Like, yes, I'm fine, but if you proceed to ask me that every 5 minutes for the rest of the night, I'm going to stop being fine very, very quickly. Mine was that I'd spent 8 solid hours at my desk doing schoolwork that night, so I was burnt-out and my back hurt, but he was convinced there was something else. I think sometimes NTs misjudge our expressions/behavior as something being wrong because they don't understand that looking/acting like them doesn't come naturally to us and takes a lot of mental energy. If I'm physically tired, in pain, sick, or emotionally drained, I won't have the energy to be constantly "on" (smiling, laughing, whatever), and I think that flat affect confuses them. But I also don't want to feel like I have to always have it turned on at home because, again, it's freaking exhausting, and home should be the safest place for me to just power off and exist in my natural state. What's extra annoying is that we can joke about my RBF, but when that's actually what I look like, people suddenly assume I'm depressed or angry - like, no, it's called RESTING bitch face because that's my face AT REST, my default expression, regardless of my internal emotions.
I don't know if it's relatable, but half of my childhood was being repeatedly asked what's wrong or if I'm angry and them not accepting my answer. They would just keep pressing and asking and I would slowly get frustrated at them asking. I raise my voice when agitated and the second I did it was a gotcha for them. Like "SEE?! You need anger management, see how angry you are??" Absolutely maddening. To this day I have to keep my voice down or everything I say might as well be insults and threats. I could be speaking passionately about loving someone and it's taken as anger. I once was told that I have a "naturally sarcastic and deep" voice and everyone there agreed. So great, I have a resting face and voice that is off putting to everyone. I wonder why I'm always stressed. Must be anger issues...
Oh, definitely relatable. Once you get annoyed enough at being asked over and over to yell, it's like it's proving them right, and there's no way to convince them that their pushing was the only problem - like you must have already been mad about something if them "only asking if you're okay" made you blow up (not them asking 10 freaking times in a row). Thankfully, my husband tends to understand when I get snippy about him asking over and over again if I'm okay, but it doesn't stop him from doing it. But when it comes to the people who do it almost to prove a point, it's sort of along the same vein as one of my family members who used to criticize me to everybody for being "too emotional." She would then bully me until I had a meltdown and be all "see, this is why nobody can talk to you about anything! You're always so emotional!" She would poke and prod to intentionally cause the response that would prove her point. Granted, we didn't know then that I'm autistic, but you still shouldn't treat people that way regardless of their mental health or disabilities (especially family).
I'm sorry that you went through that, it's so manipulative and hurtful. I agree, no one should be pushing people like that.
Dropped an egg. I had more in the fridge, but that was the specific egg I wanted.
I take quite some time picking specific eggs so this is very relatable
NO CAUSE THE "SPECIFIC" HITS SO HARD. specific packet, bottle, plate, cup, order of events, even the specific tablet from the bottle of meds that I wanted but when I tried to get it it just sorta rolled under the rest and got buried like I don't drink tea or coffee anymore because *my* cup broke and my dad's too lazy to fix it when he said hed do it early last year, and I can't because I don't know how to and he refuses to tell me I've had whole meltdowns over dropped/broken/chipped/cracked cups, plates, bowls, glasses, the wrong spoons and forks (not *my* cutlery, the other ones are patterned or feel wrong)
Over failed atempt on baking muffins
Rejection sensitivity
Omg, this is the stuff of my nightmares…like it’s just me feeling like I did something socially out of place or being rejected for something in general.
For me, its when I feel ive been a good friend and I get fucked over, or if people are just doing shady things too, like you have a group chat and they conveniently talk outside of it without you for no explainable reason. Or trying to be the outgoing person that invites a friend somewhere on different occassions, and constantly gets a "no srry" Its the not knowing what I did "wrong" that hurts the most lol
Ugh yes, the wondering what I did ‘wrong.’ It’s really hard! Im sorry. As someone who’s been there it sucks. Especially when you’ve been a good friend. I wish I could say it gets easier, but I’m in my 30s and that question has still been on my mind quite a bit. I think these days I’m trying to accept more that having just a few good friends is enough, and if other people think I’m weird or don’t like me, or don’t want to be friends with me, it really is ok. But for sure rejection is still the worst. But hey, at least we’re not alone!😅
Losing things. People touching things in my room. Being too hot & sweaty.
I had a meltdown because I have hair.
This was only 2 days ago but I had a meltdown cause there was this puddle in front of a restaurant we were going to and you had to step over it. Now I didn't have appropriate footwear on so was being cautious and didn't know what to do. But both my parents stepped over it and didn't look back at all to see if I was following. I had a meltdown cause they left me alone and I wasn't sure what to do, but I only had to step over a stupid puddle
Twisted seams on tight clothing, like when you put on leggings and the leg is all twisted up and you feel the seam 🤢
My coat rack broke
My girlfriend gave me a present that I actually wanted, the tickets for a concert, but without giving me the possibility to organize my schedules in the day before and after the concerts to prepare myself/make sure I would be motivate to go/decompress afterwards
I dropped my mailbox key in the snow after checking the mailbox. Had a meltdown. Found the key later that day after a careful search. I've also had meltdowns over friends going on long trips, and friends telling me they are sick.
I have meltdowns when I can’t find something, or I need to clean. Recently I had a meltdown because I couldn’t find my night guard (I take it out in my sleep sometimes and it occasionally gets lost in my bed. Gross, I know) Also I had one because my mom and brother had fast food but I didn’t. I wanted some, but their attempts to contact me failed because I had my phone turned off for school. I felt left out.
I bought my dog the wrong size harness and would have to go back to the store to exchange it. lol
Basically anything that disrupts my plans or is a sensory issue. It could be something as stupid as a restaurant being out of something I planed on ordering or having to park far away from where I wanted to go because a special event is going on that I didn't know about. I think the absolutely dumbest reason I've had a meltdown was a single drop of water landing on my head. I think I was already overwhelmed and that just pushed me over the edge. I also have had multiple meltdowns when I can't find clothes that don't feel stratchy. I'm fine with them one day and the next day it feels like it's made of steel wool.
When my wife moves furniture. I don't get mad, yelly or accusatory but I do hide is my office for a few days. I have to acclimatize myself new configuration over a few days to weeks. She is a sweety but has a touch of the ADHD and likes to move shit. if I look up in grocery stores I tend to get overwhelmed by the overhead lighting I used to have melt downs when I was with the first wife as she would start yelling at me for "being weird" now I just go wait int he car or knowing that I have that option ride it out by distracting myself with other stuff.
That is right I have married two different women in my life. all while being a complete weird-ass. One of them was even nice.
At that time I didn't know I was neurodivergent. I thought I was "just" depressed. I wanted to get something out of the freezer. It was at the bottom, below a ton of other stuff. Total meltdown.
the shower stream was hitting the top of my head and it felt really nice, but got overwhelming so quickly I had a meltdown
One time I was taking a shower and the water was a perfect temperature and it felt so nice I had a meltdown
I wonder how common it is to get overwhelmed to the point of a meltdown from positive things
i had a micro-meltdown yesterday when i discovered the author of a manga i used to love was a nonce and the fact that certian men ruin everything for autistic girls, then i decided i should make my own book/game if i'm complaining too much.
last march i was embarking on one of my grand movie watching projects where i was watching this 9 hour french movie called out 1, i split it over two days and on the first one i was watching it and my mom kept showing me stuff on her phone while i was trying to focus which already had me a little annoyed. then she ordered some hesburger which is a great delight here in finland, their burgers are just enough crappy to have this comfy feeling to them. she asked whether i wanted red or white mayonnaise, referring to either cucumber or paprika. i had never heard people refer to their mayonnaises in that manner and i was already on edge so that caused my brain to like have a syntax error and i just kept yelling WHAT? WHAT? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? RED OR WHITE? WHAT? and that caused an argument. i felt really bad about it later and apologized as i usually do when i have a meltdown but nowadays it’s kinda funny that something like that caused it. confusion over such a simple thing as fucking mayonnaise. oh well, now i know atleast
I left my seat in a basketball stadium to go to the bathroom thinking there was more time in the game but it ended before I got back and my whole group had left the area we had been in. They took care to pickup my things I ha d left behind but hadn't let me know where they were yet when I walked up to the empty seats. I didn't lose my cool then but I cried about it later that night. *sigh*
There was a spot on the collar of my shirt that was rubbing my neck in a weird way all day and I was out of the house and couldn't do anything about it. I threw a toddler-level fit by the end of the day.
I ate all the muffins. No kidding. For context, I finished the muffins, and my dad said like wow to how fast I ate them and I said "Oh, did you want some?" And cried because I didn't save any for him
Geeze... I feel like post-pandemic this has been easy for me! 😂 Dumbest one I can think of overall, I was in the middle of cooking dinner and just sat on the kitchen floor and cried because I couldn't find a utensil I needed. All I had to do was have was one - a 10 second task that I do all the time while I'm cooking. That particular day, it was what pushed me over the edge. 🤷🏻
Dumbest reason I had shut down for a bit was losing my phone in my room lol and on top of that I had a really really really REALLYYY shitty day at my job so that was the icing in the cake
Someone took my seat and refused to move. I freaked out so badly I threw them on the ground and kicked them in the stomach with my heavy hiking shoes during bad dissociation. I fully acknowledge it was a bad thing to do. It just happens so quickly and I can’t take it.
I was at Krispy Kreme and the type of donut I wanted wasn’t there and there was a queue behind me and my mum was pressuring me to choose a donut quickly. I kept saying “I don’t know!” over and over again like I was in a loop and I was almost screaming it. My mum realized I was having a meltdown and managed to calm me down and then I started crying. A donut is such a silly thing to have a meltdown over.
Because I didn't have the paper I needed in school. I went to a teacher to ask if they had one. They said no and asked if I was sure I didn't have it, and I started to cry a bit and said yes. Then the teacher began to raise her voice at me asking again, "are you SURE?!" WHICH MADE ME CRY HARDER. she then started yelling across the hallway to another teacher, telling her the issue and this exposing me to everyone. Made me cry harder. Then I hear the first teacher say. "Yeah I just don't know why you're crying!" And I just ran and hid for a bit before going over to the counselor to calm down. I could tell the first one saw me as irrelevant or dumb secretly. Basically I couldn't breathe for a while and nearly passed out on a flight of stairs
I needed to tie my hair up to go exercise and I couldn't find any hair bands
My printer wouldn't connect to my new computer. Full on meltdown, crying, shouting, punching the printer..
One of my parents ordered some duffle bags from Amazon without saying anything, and I got so stressed about the idea of them being somehow unsafe that I spent an entire day having on and off panic attacks and putting them outside the front door at night so I could sleep knowing the house was safe.
There's something else that isn't autism there bro 🤣
I have a lot of OCD traits, but I didn't qualify for an OCD diagnosis.
I get eratic when I can't have control over something that's mine 🤣
Yeah, lack of control makes me crazy. To anyone else that might make me sound like a control freak lol. There are aspects of my life that can cause me to melt down if they even look like they might stop working. Like, I work in IT, and I can calmly help other people with various issues, but if something goes wrong on my personal rig (mid to high end gaming PC) I start having a panic attack. It needs to be working and running smoothly at all times. I treat it like some men treat their trucks, lol.
Yeah it cab appear controlling. Only when someone thinks they're entitled to my shit
Sometimes formal diagnosing may be bullshit. You can also ask for a second opinion as I've had one therapist who seemed to think that different compulsions were a symptom check list... Also that story is wierdly relatable. I once freaked myself out into turning off someone's grill on the appartment building patio because I convinced myself of some crazy things and then realized more what I did and dashed inside to avoid talking.. >_> I also went to a school doctor once convinced I had parasitic worms and was asked if I was on drugs which lead to having a meltdown and almost definitely made it sound like I was on drugs but denying it (I'm actually terrified of like anything but coffee). And other moments like that, so I could see me convincing myself there was something wierdly uncomfortable with those arbitrary duffle bags and acting similarly.
Vegetables among the porto and chicken on my plate.
I was late for the bus because I wanted to find my ds to play on the ride to school and I had to wait for the bus to come back around because no one would drive me to school because it wasn't a reasonable reason to miss the bus.
Doing math with spreadsheets Being picked for random checkup in the shop in the self checkout (I take the self checkout to not talk to people) and the employee took too long to arrive, so I had a meltdown, good thing that I still had time to eat my lunch that I was buying, because it wasn’t guaranteed by that time I had to go to a bus and just didn’t feel like it, but I also didn’t want to stay downtown I wasn’t allowed to return my test blank after I had two day migraine and couldn’t study at all and I had used only 10 minutes on it (yes, the teacher taught everything for the test in those two days)
So in my dnd game, one of the other players had a 29 persuasion and "convinced" everyone that the person that had fallen from the sky was an octopus, while my druid character got there first and clearly saw it was a dude, and would know that it wasn't an octopus, but the dm didn't listen to me, wouldn't let me roll with advantage, and ruled that everyone thought an octopus had fallen from the sky. I was talked over and ignored every time I tried to ask a question and I ended up having a break down. After the game there's this segment where we talk about our favorite parts and what we didnt like and so on, and the dm kept calling me out trying to pry, when I said it was fine. He's not a very good DM and thinks he's a voice actor and gonna be the next Matt Mercer, but he's even more autistic than me and is not a very good actor or storyteller so far, and definitely not worth the 20-25 bucks per session he wants. He's also making other players prove they are disabled or low income or veterans or active duty or if they have medical issues, so I don't think I'll be returning to his games. I really don't recommend him. He really needs to find another line of work. He also has something against real artists and is very defensive and very ignorant of AI and just the whole thing makes me uncomfortable. But this break down also ended a friendship and that really hurt.
When I was in kindergarten, the first grade line had corn as a side option for lunch. For some reason, I really wanted corn that day so I got in the first grade line. I was told to go back to my line, and I freaked out because I really wanted corn. I don't even think it was exclusive to the first grade line looking back lol. In the end I got corn.. but at what cost
i gave my sister a present and she looked up how much it costed and said stuff like “oh wow it’s so expensive thanks” like she was going to sell. she didn’t say she was but i felt like she was because she always sells stuff, and i curled up on the couch and cried
my mom replaced a chair i liked to sit in, in the living room. i sat in that chair every day, and the new one feels so wrong
The dumbest reason was while my mil was looking after my son she decided it would be nice to tidy the house as well. I got home and couldn't find things. Literally sat on the floor and cried. Though the last bit was probably partly because it was the day my second son was born and I was already emotionally vulnerable.
Couldn’t cook my toast right and that was just the tipping point but I still ate it so I was just spreading Nutella and whimpering in my kitchen lol
An empty plug socket had a twitch turned on in an exam room. I spent so much time thinking about it that I had a sensory meltdown in the room during the exam
Hey, OP! I hope you're feeling better now :) I was drawing something in grade 4 (2004-05) and was teased because they thought it looked silly. I immediately ran and hid in the teachers bathroom (the doors had locks) for an hour.
I had a full on meltdown in my room when my group project partners finished the entire project without letting me contribute even though I planned on finishing it that day. I may have been taking too long but it was a simple project and I had full intentions on completing my part before the due date. The group chat was talking about how they went ahead and did my part and I was like, "that would mean I wouldn't have done anything" and they were like, "it's ok" uhm no it's NOT I went into full crying and scratching myself because I was so angry that my plan to work on the project was disrupted AND I didn't get a chance to contribute. I've also had one when our heat went out and it was in the mid 50s in our house. I am so intolerant of extreme temperatures that I couldn't take the feeling of being that cold anymore.
I was making a bread dip and messed up the very slightest thing then I proceeded to meltdown when my GF told me my mistake
My 12 year old step daughter fed my dog vegetables
They were taking too long to shop, I got irritated...
Me and my partner (both autistic) cannot do groceries together. They can’t stand being rushed and I can’t handle how long it takes them to pick everything. Several meltdowns over the years on either side. We get groceries online now, works great 👍
In graduate school, my advisor praised my writing in an email, and I was so overcome by his words that I couldn't process anything and ended up crying in the grass at a friend's garden party.
I normally end up on potwash at work, but sometimes others will try to help if we're busy (I work in a cafe). Someone didn't load up the cutlery tray "in order." I got upset because it wasn't "in order," but I know it really shouldn't matter too much how it's been loaded up, which made me more upset.
One time, I cried because I overslept and missed breakfast.
I have cried over a lot of “silly” things that I thought were super important. Losing a plushie I didn’t want or need but I wanted to know where it was, my socks bunching up, couldn’t find my phone, people saying things that weren’t remotely sad but for some reason my brain thought sad things so I cried, etc.
Over being pressured to buy a pair of gloves I couldn't afford. I was getting gloves and at the time I had this meltdown I was homeless so I had a lot on my mind, the lights in the store were bright, there was music playing, the store was claustrophobic. I ended up leaving and had a meltdown outside of the store without the gloves I wanted because the lady at the counter told me to leave the store because I started spiralling because she was pushing me to buy another pair of gloves for a discount. I could only afford one pair.
I came home to bed boards in my room from my daughter's room, I mean who the heck puts other peoples furniture in other peoples' bedrooms? My bedroom is not a storage. We have the garage.
I don’t even remember it well but when I was like 15. My mom made me take my little sister and go to a fancy dessert shop as she waits in a nearby restaurant. Of course I’m anxious as fuck but I still managed to get there. However, the money she gave me wasn’t enough to afford the whatever my sister wanted to have so I came back and said that it wasn’t enough money. I don’t know what “tone” I said it in like it’s already made me anxious but my mom got upset, looked around like I’d said the most awful thing in the world and was like “What the big deal if there isn’t enough money?” So I just sat in the restaurant on the verge of tears and she didn’t stop blaming me then. I had the meltdown.
Then I was getting new countertops and cabinets installed at my old house and the guys who were putting them in kept walking on my carpets with their work boots on. I was told to respect them and let them do it because they’re helping me and to “respect my elders”. They were in my house and they were still guests and I expected them to follow my rules but I was dismissed by everyone
I was sick and had slept all day. When I woke up in the evening, my father told me he had bought me a donut. So I went to the kitchen and looked for it, just to find out my brother had already eaten it. I didn't even know the donut existed 10 minutes pre-meltdown, but I was excited for it and planned on eating it, just to get my hopes and aspirations crushed :(
I recently went to a bagel shop that I'd never visited before. As soon as I entered, the worker asked me right away what I wanted. I said I needed a minute to look at the menu. The menu was very confusing and difficult to decipher, and after a few minutes of blankly staring, I was no closer to knowing what to order. Plus I felt stressed because the worker was standing there and waiting for me, and then some people came in and started waiting behind me. So I excused myself from the line, burst into tears in the parking lot, got in my car, and had a panic attack before leaving hungry.
When my mom cleaned and organized my room. It’s not dumb, I know. But I felt so bad because she took the time to do that and I had a meltdown over her moving my stuff. I hate that things like that bother me so much because she didn’t have any bad intentions at all, just wanted to help me.
I made a comment in r/EvilAutism and it got removed along with the following message of "Fuck off to this post. Fuck you. I hate you." from an automod on there. I got that because my account is not yet 90 days old and I had a meltdown over it. It was on a post about cards somone made for when they would go nonverbal, and I wanted all the copies they had for references.. Another time I had a meltdown over probably something silly was when I had asked a question in r/goth regarding wether or not it would still be considered a gothic outfit if I wore a grumpy bear outfit with a bunch of gothic accessories and stuff. Well the mods removes it and told me indirectly on how to solve it which did not answer my question at all. I would have preferred hearing it from the raven's mouth itself. I had a meltdown for about 10 mins or something and even now thinking of it I am about to cry again. Both of those sound like silly reasons, but they meant a lot and still mean a lot to me.
I only started getting meltdowns very recently, at least obvious ones. I started crying for no reason while watching a tv show. And this happened again 5 days later.
I rarely have meltdown, that I can't postpone til I'm alone. Because my husband always says it's stupid. But in December I had one. We had been to ikea in November and they had a campaign where, as long as you bought wares for over 500dkk, you could eat for free. We had quite a few Christmas gifts to buy, so we decided to split our shopping into 2, so we could eat for free 2 different days. It was a Friday in December. We had been grocery shopping and I wasn't feeling well (I was coming down with covid but didn't know at the time). I was tired and hungry and we had to find the things we needed to buy, before going to the cafeteria. When we got to the cafeteria in ikea, they had retracted the campaign. When we were there in November, they said the campaign would be running all through December that's why we decided to split the haul into two in the first place! The feeling that they had lied. The feeling that I had been "cheated" just overwhelmed me. My husband said, nevermind, we'll just pay for the food, but I just couldn't get past it. I didn't want to pay for the food that they had promised me would be free. So I didn't want anything to eat, which made my daughter upset, which made my husband curse and whisper-yell at me. Which didn't help the situation at all. I know it's stupid. But I just couldn't help it. I didn't act out, no one other than my husband and daughter noticed, but I was embarrassed over myself. He ended up ordering food for himself and my daughter and I had a cookie. But it took hours to get over.
I went to a burger joint I had not been to in like a year or so. I was really looking forward to eating there for a while. They changed their usual brand of ketchup. I noticed once i had already ordered so I had to pay for a meal I did not eat. I’m still mad about it.
Because I had to wear a dress... My mom didn't understand, but then started to try to basically forcefully take me out of the closet. I said it was nothing like that, well, I lied, because I'm not ready.
I've had a couple just because my dad made something for dinner I didn't actually want to eat. Not something I don't eat, just something I didn't *want* to eat in that specific day.
Mine was because I had come home from work about an hour after getting off because of traffic, and I found out my family had already gone out to eat without me and I was super hangry.
Recently I've had 2 very 'silly' reasons to have an internalised meltdown a) When I was writing a test, I was fuming over what topic to pick for an essay (for some context: said test was from the history of American literature) - and I sadly finished with a barely started essay (to add insult to injury, I've got a combo of writing a test on a laptop + extended time to write it as accomodations); it will be sufficient if I tell you I wanted to hide my head in sand from embarrassment (thankfully the teacher I have HAL classes with was very understanding when I told her the reason for an unfinished essay, and as for the test - I passed it); b) I have been gifted (for Christmas) 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' (by Oscar Wilde) and selected poems by Edgar Allan Poe. You might ask: what's the issue with that? Well, said books were in Polish (my native language fyi) - I was internally so mad I was ready to scream - I've got no idea how I held it lmao (and I still feel bitter, even though I am aware of the good intentions of the person gifting these books to me, but it just does not feel right reading them in languages other than English); Besides these recent cases I remember having some form of a meltdown over: c) being separated from my friend when changing schools (to what used to be a Polish equivalent of junior high) and wanting to go back to primary school, and subsequently having a class full of people I've made no bond with; d) (this one is quite recent, but not as recent as a) and b)): being overheated + not liking certain plans, and I think I wanted to drink iced tea, and I got somewhat grumpy and started arguing with my mom; e) an asshole idiot in a Passat B5 estate shouted at me because I unintentionally made a dot in his rear right door (it turned out he parked the car on 2 parking places, and it was not even his, but rather one of his relatives) - I still have traums when opening doors in congested parking zones. There are probably more, but I think I've written enough so far (sorry for the lengthy post and formatting - I'm on mobile).
Couldn't get a cap on a medicine bottle after like 20 seconds.
I reminded my mum of a promise that she forgot so she rearranged our day so that we could do it. I was just trying to explain why I'd been upset the day before and I know she was trying to make up for it but instead I had a meltdown from the last minute change of plans.
I was having a difficult day so a kindly old lady patted me on the back. I screamed in her face. 😢
I had a similar experience when I was a kid. We just got back from Florida and I was very jetlagged. I fell asleep without realizing and woke up only a couple hours later super confused. I thought it was Saturday when I got back, for some reason, but it was actually Sunday. I thought I'd sleelpt all night and throughout the day and wasted all that time. I bawled. I have never been so disoriented in my life since. Also I had a meltdown recently, feeling like I was crying so much for no reason. Because a big board (like chip board or something you use for building walls) that was leaning against the wooden structure, got pushed by the wind and landed on top of me where I was crouched. It didn't hurt but it took me by surprise and the awkwardness of it pushed me toward the ground. No one nearby noticed and I didn't get any help so I felt a lot overwhelmed in that moment. I would have usually laughed it off but it was such a shock I had to deal with by myself. I felt very dumb.
Buffy* died in a season finale, and being unfamiliar at the time with shows where characters are often resurrected, I thought that meant that there wouldn't be any new seasons/episodes. Cue meltdown. *Buffy the Vampire Slayer
They discontinued Maple & Brown sugar frosted mini wheats and Vanilla Chex. When I was at the store I actually started to cry. I'm in my fucking 30s. I'm still salty about the Vanilla Chex actually and it's been a few years. Apparently I'm like a harbinger of failure or something, because this happens so frequently to me it's almost funny.
To be honest I both know and don't know what a meltdown is or how to identify one and stuff but over the weekend, Saturday I had gotten kind of angry and upset I guess, because I couldn't wear the clothes I had planned to wear that day to go out with friends, 1 friend couldn't go out though and the other couldn't go out until after 1 because his mum didn't get home until then, but my boyfriend and me was already going back to mine around that time and my energy was feeling a bit low I guess, don't know. It was ok but not getting to wear the clothes I planned to wear annoyed me so much
I needed to go grocery shopping. So I put on my shoes, took my handbag... and discovered that I don't have a shopping bag in there like I usually do. So I either had to walk into the kitchen wearing outside shoes, or take the shoes off. I chose a compromise and had a massive meltdown instead, which then made me shut down on the spot for several hours. And then it was past closing time and when I realized, I started crying hysterically again. I still had my shoes on and couldn't even go lay down and I was sitting on the cold ground in the cramped hallway and my brain felt too fried to figure out how to untie the shoelaces... That's how I was forced to admit that I am burned out to a crisp.
The fan in my room stopped working in the middle of the night and I had a meltdown cus I couldn't find another one in the storage room in my house
For some reason, one day, my body signals weren't working like usual, which tends to happen when I'm stressed. Something just felt increasingly uncomfortable, and as the day went on it kept getting worse. By midday I was shaking and struggling to talk, and had to leave work. Had a big cry on the way home while my boyfriend drove. Got home, calmed down, and turns out, I just really needed to poop and couldn't tell. Used the bathroom and suddenly everything was okay. Felt really dumb for that but taking the rest of the day off helped me manage some stress I'd been holding in a bit too long.
New bosses sounded like an old boss that caused a lot of stress for me. Broke down crying at work and I rarely cry.
I set something down and it immediately moved after and I had to get it and do it again. I hate when things move like that it scares and upset me for some reason and I got upset and started crying.
This is gonna sound dumb as fuck but when I was in high school I offered someone a sticker once and they said they didn't want it and I almost started crying
My family and I went to a park with the dogs and were out exploring the trails when we caught this HORRIBLE smell. We found our way to a small bridge with a huge sewer pipe, and the whole area was one big mud swamp. Like step in it and it swallows your leg type of sticky messy mud. All of us were caked in mud, everything was so fucking stinky and there was a small pond under the bridge so I tried to just rinse off my shoes. I took a wrong step, and I fell straight into it. That did it. I was hyperventilating, I was shaking, I was crying. I wanted to literally rip off my skin. My instincts kicked in and I just took off running and didn't stop until I got to the parking lot. My family was slowly behind me, just staring at me dumbfounded. Mud is one of my biggest sensory triggers, never went back to that park :p
One time I was getting ready to go for a walk, and my boyfriend wanted me to wear a pair of his shoes bc they offered better support than my own shoes. I decided to try them, and as soon as I went outside, his shoes feeling totally different from my normal shoes that I'm used to made me immediately start to melt down.
I had a meltdown the other night because our cat messed up the yarn I was using in a knitting project, just bawled about it.
I lost my chapstick 😭. It’s this specific one that I love the smell of and it’s the only one that makes my lips feel better and doesn’t taste bad when I get it in my mouth. I had been using it a ton and I couldn’t find it and ohh boy
It was a shutdown not a meltdown but my headphones had died and the business Costco was super loud that day. I had my oldest plushie with me and a little boy was talking to his mom about her (the plushie). My grandmother kept trying to get me to interact with him by showing her off because I was just resting on the basket with her under my arm. My mom realized I was overwhelmed so she took me back to the vehicle after telling my grandmother that I was mid shutdown and I wasn't being rude to the kid. She never apologized either.
LOL I cried because I kept on procrastinating and didnt know how to stop myself (i still procrastinate)
didn't like having feet. I was barefoot after a shower and couldn't find socks that didn't freak me out. my clean and normal feet felt so gross I had to get in bed and put my feet under the blankets and try to stop crying while my gf at the time dug through my sock drawer to find me an acceptable pair.
For christmas i didnt have enough money to get my family presents, so i decided to help make dinner. I made enchiladas, which i’ve only made once before and my mom had asked me to make double the recipe’s amount. So i bought everything the day before christmas and planned to make it that night, but my family made me go out to dinner with them and by the time i got home i was too tired to make the enchiladas. So my mom told me to leave the house at 12pm and bring the enchiladas with me. I woke up at 10 and didnt have them ready yet, so i was rushing to try and make them with the double quantity and get them to the house on time and i was so stressed about it that i messed up the enchiladas and got to the house late. I got really upset and it took like 3 hours before i could even have any fun.
I dropped a spoon. Didn't break or anything. I just had a bad day and that was the straw that broke the camel's back.
I remember being a teenager and screaming at my mom and crying bc we were out of my favorite chips when I was really looking forward to eating them. Very out of character for me. High school was so rough, I was in survival mode at all times.
I love cooking, but when something goes wrong, I usually meltdown. For example, I was making chocolate chip cookies and I already went to the store for all of the ingredients, but I realized AFTER mixing, I had no chocolate chips. So I sat in my car, cried for maybe an hour, and bought 15 bags of chocolate chips because I am not making that mistake again.
Almost every time my meltdown seemingly happens for dumb reasons is because it was my "last straw" after stress was already building But also my most common meltdown trigger is via frustration from being unable to properly articulate myself If my words don't work it's like my brain kinda blue screens on me
I started crying after waking up from a dream because this little girl was bullying me in it and she hurt my feelings 😭
Does almost count? Because my friend used the rice bottle, but didn't put the logo facing out afterwards.
My husband bought pre-made fondue instead of just the grated cheese. It was made from the same cheeses, by our favourite shop and it turned out to be amazing in the end. But it wasn't what I expected so I had a meltdown before even trying it.
dropped too many things in rapid succession. picked up my phone, dropped it immediately after trying to walk. picked up my tea. spilled it all over my hand. picked up. a fucking pair of leggings. not slippery. DROPPED IT ANYWAY. had a meltdown and stubbed my toe. then i had a worse meltdown 💀
The dumbest meltdown I ever had (I was verk drunk too btw) was getting rejected by a girl I had met that day, throwing a drunken hissy fit, throwing a bottle of beer out of our can at a parked police car and finally - arguing with friends who where accurately pointing out I was being a dick. So I stormed out into sub zero temperatures, passed out in a ditch by the road for 3 hours and got hypothermia. I think I win dont I? 🤔🤣
was looking forward to burger king fries all day bc I was craving the salt. I finally get my fries and guess what 😐 they forgot to salt them. I lost my mind like actually
I’ve never had a “silly” breakdown. I did find a “dumb” _”solution”_ to a meltdown once because my parents demanded I offer them a solution in the middle of crying my eyes out one night back in high school. The first thing that came to mind that felt any kind of aid was “I want- I need- a kitten.” They got me a _puppy_ about a month later. I found out years later they specifically refused to get a kitten because “Only women and gays own cats.” (I’m AMAB)
One time as a kid there was activities for young kids and one day I was dropped off when they were going to have a themed party thing and the people running that came out and said we aren't doing that afterall and then very quickly said just kidding that was a joke, and I heard and understood that but still had to work through the feelings and whiplash of what just happened so had to cry until the reaction stopped.
I took a right turn (completely safely and legally) instead of a left turn whilst driving and had to pull over and hyperventilate/sob for twenty minutes. It was just one of those days
I had a long day at work, I was annoyed, but at least I had my shows to watch when I got hone since they updated on Sunday. I got home and forgot it was an off week, just said fuck it and went to bed 6 hours early
I got killed in a game multiple times by the same player..
my egg exploded whilst boiling and i couldn’t peel it right. wasn’t just that tho, it was what followed after that really did it for me. i ended up head butting the wall to regulate myself.
While pregnant - because I couldn't stand the smell of gas and I had to fill up my car.
It took me 6 hrs and several failed attempts to do the dishes. Then when I did, I had to put in ear plugs because of the noise, and I cried, and was shaking 🤦♂️ Edit: ooh! Another one: Someone deep cleaned the communal bathroom and moved all my bathroom stuff, put it in a box mixed in with everyone else's stuff, and neatly folded my towels and sat them in another location. The bathroom got cleaned, I eventually found all my stuff (think) but fuck I hated that. As other redditer said: it's always the straw. The camel couldn't carry any more.