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My Robotic Friends
I’ve heard some say that normal people have ‘interests’; autistics people have ‘obsessions’.
It’s not unusual for anyone, on the spectrum or not, to have a strong interest to the point of possible obsession about something. I have a neurotypical friend who has a train track collection. One of the rooms in his house houses his collection. Visiting him is like sitting at a train depot. Only he…
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The Quiet Observer
The girl with the curly hair’s posting reminded me of ME! That’s me — quite quiet! If I was asked to describe myself in a phrase, it would be “the quiet observer”.
This posting popped up a memory occurring on a Sunday morning in a church on the outskirts of Washington, D.C. where I was a member back in the last 1990s. I was NOTORIOUS in my church class for being the “quite quiet” one. They…
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DO PEOPLE WITH ASPERGER'S LAUGH?
DO PEOPLE WITH ASPERGER’S LAUGH?
The short answer “YES!”
This was a question I came across on the “Quora” website. The question itself prompted this Aspie to laugh. I was compelled to answer it giving my 2 cents worth.
Someone told me long ago that if you can laugh at it, it hasn’t defeated you. I have kept that thought in the back of my mind ever since and I added another: if I can write about it, it hasn’t defeated…
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Crumble in a Panic
Crumble in a Panic
One of my most precious assets is the ability to laugh at myself. I get in enough jams living on the Autism Spectrum where this asset comes in handy. It sure beats shedding tears.
For instance, my recent episode at this writing occurred at a McDonald’s drive-thru. I prefer the drive-thru since it limits my social contact to ONE!
I was in my own dream world when I started to drive off…
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Good Answer
How autistic are you?
Well there’s bronze level autism where you get a tour of my room that displays my obsessions with electronic gadgets and my food snacks; the silver will get you a demonstration on “stimming — let me count the ways”, featuring spinners, cubes, rubber bands, coins, pens, etc.; the gold will get you a one-hour worth briefing on living on the Spectrum accompanied with a white…
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A Square Peg
Unless one has Autism, one can’t understand it. Those of us who do can’t fully explain it. I can only give one a glimpse of what it is for me.
I am more comfortable in an environment where there are rules laid out and aren’t assumed that everyone knows them. I am aggravated by those who act as if rules are mere suggestions. I welcome and need rules. In an unstructured environment, I feel as…
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Company Anxiety
I call my autism “Billy”. I gave it a nickname like I gave my car since wherever I go, they go with me. I can park my car outside, but I can’t do the same to Billy.
One of a number of things that Billy gets all up in arms about is when the unexpected happens. Such as company arriving at the door. If it’s expected company, Billy has at least some time to adjust and plan accordingly. It…
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Recharging Tasks
Tasks that are boring to most are recharging for me.
I have different assignments to select from on my part-time job as a substitute teacher’s aide. Most of the time one would find me in a P.E. gym or a Special Education class. On the other hand, I seldom volunteer for kindergarten duty. Even my friends who are kindergarten teachers or aides are understanding of that. But on occasion I work up the nerve to take on kinders but for half day…
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It's Not Just Me
My Unusual Ways of Passing the Time
I wish I had seen this poster back in my younger days five decades ago. They didn’t have video games back then, but there were soap operas. Watching them was what I did in the summertime. My Mom watched one or two of my half-a-dozen soap operas and one of the first things I asked her when I got home from school was, “What happened on…?” By the time VCRs were invented, I had outgrown soap operas…
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Autism and Conversation
Below is a list of signs that I live with. They don’t apply to all with Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) because we are all unique who travel on the Spectrum.
Instructions: “It’s on the third shelf from the top on the left side of the closet next to the package of red, yellow, and green folders. You can’t miss it.” You wanna bet? Just watch me!
I love hardball conversations about any one of…
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Just What is Normal?
Just What is Normal?
I was getting my eyes examined by an eye doctor I had never seen before. I immediately felt comfortable with her. When I meet someone who I feel comfortable enough to let my guard down, my mute button turns OFF. It really is a compliment to those I am able to do that with.
I don’t remember how the subject came up, but I told her I had Asperger’s. Her eyes got as big as saucers and she said,…
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Social Anxiety on the Spectrum - My I'd Rathers
Social Anxiety on the Spectrum – My I’d Rathers
I’d rather someone else answer the door.
I’d rather someone else call the plumber.
I’d rather not go up to a store customer counter to interact with a clerk about my defective or unwanted piece of merchandise.
I’d rather not go to my favorite kid in the world’s family birthday party.
I’d rather not go to a movie theatre even with my best friend with free movie tickets.
I’d…
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Two Traits at War
Two Traits at War
According to Interactive Autism Network’s website, although poor motor skills and clumsiness are not currently part of official DSM-IV diagnostic criteria, such deficits figure heavily in clinical accounts and assessments. Individuals with Asperger’s often display an odd or uneven gait when walking or running, trouble with ball skills, difficulty with balance, poor handwriting skills, and…
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Some Hurdles for me to Jump on the Spectrum
Some Hurdles for me to Jump on the Spectrum
Someone is telling me about one of their most memorable experiences. I understand they are proud as a peacock of their loved one’s accomplishment. Their loved one is one of mine too and I’m proud, too, but the someone isn’t a “cut to the chase” type storyteller. I am thinking while pretending to be hanging on every word that “Please, Lord, give me patience.”
I have heard and do buy into…
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Some Overthinking of a Sixty Year Old Aspie
Some Overthinking of a Sixty Year Old Aspie
A common autistic trait is overthinking. This explains why driving on Oklahoma State Highway 1, a stretch of highway I frequently take to the city of Ada, a pair of shoes hanging from the wire over the highway. I notice the pair every time I’ve driven under them. I’ve wondered each time how strong wind would have to be to knock ’em down. The high winds that knocked trees off their roots in…
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I Don't Let the Grass Grow Under my Feet
I Don’t Let the Grass Grow Under my Feet
This is one of my funny ordinary illustrations from my daily life of “what’s it like to have Asperger’s as 60”.
When my 83-year-old Mom says, “I was thinking we needed…”, I know there’s a better than 50% chance I’m not gonna like it. Her “thinking” likely means labor is in my near future. Just how much labor depends on what task popped up in Mom’s head.
This time she was thinking about…
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An Autistic, a Scooter, and Two Dogs
An Autistic, a Scooter, and Two Dogs
When I opened the door after arriving on Thursday afternoon for another dog-sitting tour of duty for my brother and sister-in-law’s dogs, I expected to see the dogs, or at least one of ’em, right behind the door. NOPE! They both showed up but they were in no hurry like they would be if I was one of my brother and sister-in-law’s three donkeys that broke in.
During the afternoon, Bleu was…
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