Reflections on Asperger's

This.






And generally, this is a woman with Asperger's, who writes about her experiences.

I know that I feel resonance with what she is saying. And I think others reading may as well.

Because all this is true and should be made explicit

I was railing at my boss today for trying to make me read his mind. And I thought that it is not fair for me to simply present a link, without emphasising the parts which made me sit back and say to myself: “Yes, this.” So I shall pull out some particularly relevant sections from The Game of Breathing.

( Victimhood: the Aspie Wound )

( Specifity of Traits )

( Diagnosis, Skepticism and Ignorance )

But it's all relevant, and all good. Really.

I don't know what it means

I really can't watch awkward social situations. Sitcoms, basically.

In the absence of anything on the Idiot Lantern, we have Coupling on DVD on. And while many episodes are just beautifully produced gems of perfect televisual brilliance, others focus on social things, on confusion and bewilderment and awkwardness and “Don't say tha— oh, no, you said it in the worst possible way.”

Quite a lot of Fawlty Towers does it as well. Most ‘normal’ sitcoms, in fact. Except for things like Friends or Sienfeld: in both cases, what little I watched just made me want to stab in the face everyone involved in the production thereof.

But I'm not watching an episode of Coupling right now. I have the headphones on and my head down, so that the pictures and sounds from the TV can't touch me. I can't watch it, because it actually physically hurts: that rollercoaster twist in the gut, like being punched from the inside.


Maybe I've just had a really bad day, and my tolerance is non-existant. Maybe it's just one more thing wrong with me.

Not that I think I'm missing much. But still, there has to be some attraction for normal people. I just can't figure out what it is.



What I really want is to turn the whole lot off, put on some quiet music (or Tool, whatever), and sit quietly and read and write and paint, and let excruciating monkey interactions just be somewhere else where they can't bother me.


*sigh*