Was That a Meltdown or a Shutdown? Understanding My Speech Jam Moment
After my last post about the whole speech block situation with Miranda and Mikey, I kept asking myself something I’ve wondered for years:
Was that a meltdown… or a shutdown?
It’s something I’ve never really been sure how to categorize. So I finally sat down and unraveled it—and I want to share what I found, because I know I’m not the only autistic person who’s been stuck in this grey zone.
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๐ฅ Meltdown vs. ๐ง Shutdown — What’s the Difference?
Here’s the short version:
A meltdown is an external overload explosion. Think crying, yelling, pacing, lashing out, or sensory stimming that looks big. It’s loud. It’s visible. It’s energy spilling outward because your system’s fried.
A shutdown is an internal collapse. Think going quiet, freezing, losing the ability to speak or move, or feeling emotionally numb. It’s your brain hitting the brakes to avoid further damage. The energy goes inward—and it can be just as intense, just… silent.
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So What Happened to Me?
That moment where I couldn’t talk—where all I could get out was “uh uh om om mmm huh”—that was a shutdown.
A social + sensory + emotional overload that slammed the speech center in my brain. I wanted to talk. I knew what I wanted to say. But the signal from brain to mouth? Blocked. Jammed. Short-circuited.
And then… it snowballed.
Mikey laughed (not at me, just at the chaos), and I laughed too. The spiral started. I felt the pressure rise. I was overwhelmed and overstimulated but smiling through it—because that’s what I’ve trained myself to do.
That part—the cracking up, the loss of control, the frantic feeling under the surface—that’s when meltdown energy started brewing underneath the shutdown. It didn’t explode outward, but it definitely wasn’t quiet inside me.
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So What Do I Call It?
Honestly? A perfect label doesn’t always exist.
But if I had to name it?
๐ Speech Shutdown with Meltdown Edges
๐ Or my personal term: The Speech Jam Spiral
It’s not about fitting into a perfect category—it’s about knowing what’s really happening in your body and mind. Once I could name it, I felt less ashamed. Less confused. More equipped to explain it, instead of just apologizing for it.
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Why I’m Sharing This
Because too often, moments like these get brushed off as being “weird” or “awkward” or “dramatic.”
But the truth is, they’re neurological. They’re real. They matter.
If you’ve ever been stuck in a shutdown while someone said “just use your words”—
If you’ve ever laughed while you were silently panicking—
If you’ve ever walked away because the words just wouldn’t come—
You’re not broken.
You’re not failing.
You’re processing in the way your brain was built to survive.
And that? That’s worth understanding.
That’s worth talking about—even if it takes an hour to get the words out.
—Caleb ๐บ๐ง ๐ฅ
The quiet fighter who doesn’t need volume to be powerful.
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