First off, I've really enjoyed reading so many of the discussions here.
I'll try to keep this relatively short, but I am a woman pushing forty who grew up in a family of very non-neurotypical people. I always knew that my family was different from others for a multitude of reasons. After decades of wondering just what's up with my parents and brothers, I have come to the conclusion (with the help of a friend who is a social worker and knows my family well) that both of my parents and both of my brothers are scattered along the Asperger's/Autism spectrum. There are no official diagnoses (and never will be, because that's how they roll) but every single one of them exhibits so many of the indicators in the DSM that I really can't believe that I didn't realize this sooner.
While I share many of my family's quirks (lots of intellectual obsessions, a crazy knack for cataloguing vast amounts of info, a photographic memory), I have always been very emotional, affectionate, physical, and ridiculously empathetic. I like to talk about feeling and things that happened in the past in depth, mulling over their meaning--something that no one in my family has ever been capable of. Given that this behavior was at the complete opposite end of the spectrum from my nuclear family, I was actually the one who grew up feeling very "non-typical" and defective (one of the biggest insults in my family was that of being "sensitive"). I have never been close to them in any tangible way. It just doesn't seem possible.
This year a whole host of unfortunate events--my father's death being the major catalyst--exposed just how atypical our family dynamic is (as perceived from my perspective, of course). For the first time in my life, I really confronted my mom about her lack of communication and empathy and we had (again from my perspective) a truly bizarre encounter during which I honestly thought she was going insane. She's in her seventies, but she has always been very detached emotionally, unaffectionate, defensive, and incapable of discussing anything that happened in the past that had emotional repercussions. Ironically, she also seems to carry a grudge against me about odd things that happened when I was a little kid (a time when a friend and I hid from her and she felt shunned; the time she read my diary without my permission and objected to the way I recounted something that happened in it). She also doesn't seem to be able to converse in a linear way--her tangential comments are so maddening when there is something of importance that needs to be discussed. This year after my dad died (they were divorced), she behaved so inappropriately that I just finally snapped and couldn't take it anymore.
I really hesitate to call myself neurotypical, because I'm such an oddball in so many ways, but I wonder if there are others here who grew up as I did. Or people like my parents/brothers who are more self-aware and can give me some insight into what it's like to be a parent/sibling who has Asperger's.