The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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Utterly Aspie is correct! I have the cards from my sons and brother to prove it. My brother spent an hour looking for a card for me when I was ill. He found one that said "With Deepest Sympathy". I asked him if he knew something I didn't. He said it was the only one that made sense because he was very sorry that I was sick, but knew that I wouldn't be getting well any time soon. He was right, it made perfect sense!

i'm going for a dx now, i've had my first interview. It went alright, i said the 'right things' to continue the investigation. this first interview is to see whether there is any reason to have tests, it's also at an administrative level: this first demand is send and if accepted it will be all free of costs. (yeah belgium is great for this things, at least for now)
It's so difficult to have 'issues' and be intelligent at the same time, cause we are dealing with all this 'less intelligent people' everywhere. i don't mean to make it a caricature but it's just so hard sometimes. i've heard so many "'yes, you shouldn't bother, no need to think about everything in detail " . but please can i have some idea about how i should do this 'not think about it'?
a dx is weird as well, as if i admit that somewhere i'm ret*d or something. but you're probably right krex, the fact that we come out of the shadow might give others another life too.
so i try to be brave, and you know, i can do anything, if only i have the instructions how
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i couldn't agree more.
i only met one doctor so far, she's part of a team of 10, she didn't consider me some weird person, she was quite professional. It's a center that deals with autism in general.

never thought about that one, but i'm surely someone that would search and search to have the right picture with the right words. feel i do it a little faster with all my years of experience though

i'm sorry richie,
i just don't understand a thing of it ...

Hi, Lemon.

Cognitive therapy is basically designed to change the way a person thinks about the world around them. I had cognitive therapy, mine focused mainly on black and white thinking and concrete thinking. Oh, but I'm not an Aspie at all.

It was meant to teach that the way I viewed my environment and interactions was the reason behind my depression, thus changing the thinking would change the reactions. And it did work to a large extent. I do fall back into old patterns but now I am far more aware of how my thoughts affect how I function. I will look try to write up information and send it to you.

don't know whether it sounds like something i could use
actually i don't mind change thinking about things differently, i do it all the time,
i'm a real cameleon, adapt myself to any indications available.
the only trouble i have is when no indications are available and no one understands what i'm talking about.
i'm also a very optimistic person, i'm just caught in a loop whenever i don't know what to do.

Blessed...I have also been told I am a very black and white thinker about certain things(like good and evil..right and wrong....what is "fair")In this I am still about 5.People shouldn't be mean to people or animals or nature.The concept of Karma seems more "fair" then anything I learned about Christianity.At least the way it is "practiced"<---I think they need a lot more practice as their seems to be a lot of stuff that goes against what I read about Jesus.


The whole concept of cognitive therapy is "abstract" and not easy for me to understand(and I was a psych major!)but I did have a counselor make one very good point to me when I was "resisting" change(fear of being brainwashed).She said..."Are you happy?when you think the way you do about yourself and the world?"(NO)"Then maybe,when being "right" is less important then being happy,you will try and change your perception and focus".Some how,that made sense to me.I could stop trying to justify my cynicism by reciting "proof" and retrain my eyes on the things in life I found pleasure in...rocks,creeks,thriftstores,books.I realize that is the same "oblivian" that the rest of society is using to survive(though they may find it in a bigger car,American Idol,sex and drugs).....but if I have to change my focus to survive,so be it.My way sure wasn't working for me(or helping the world become a better place).

So that is my concept of cognitive therapy.Sometimes it works and sometimes "reality" seeps in between the fingers(I still think "W" is in legue with Satan and people who drive gas gusslers are selfish pricks. I have tightly pressed across my eyes...no peeking,though.

Things that really scare me. Boo!! Happy Halloween (<-------Yup, that's a link)

Hey, Postie, that was neat!

hahaha!
Whoa Postie! Whatcha trying to do?!?! Gimme nightmares or something?
It's not Halloween yet!! !

Good luck Lemon and Merle on your diagnosis attainment! (Don't worry, we won't think
you are ret*d Lemon). Sorry about your car Merle!

Nannarob! saying 'Hey y'all!' You belong here in Tennessee with me!

Hey y'all! It's off to work for me. I'm going to pick out the perfect card for
Krex and Lau:

"To whom it may concern...
Congratulations on your
_____________________...."
(insert appropriate word here)

Cool video Postie...I'm afraid of most of those things too,(I still have nightmare of the baton falling towards my head...my mom was a majorite in college and thought her 7 year old daughter should try it....lol,aspies with batons...that's a good idea)

Ok, time to vent! The weather has cooled down wonderfully, here. But now, I have neighbors who are all out on their porches, talking, drinking, playing loud music, and socializing. One of the ongoing daily requirements of the entire NT population. God forbid you should actually enjoy your own company. Two new neighbors are the loud type. No sooner than my other noisy neighbor moved out, then there are two in his place. I've got my A/C set to high fan, trying to create a white noise to drown them out. But the vibrations of my next door neighbor and his guests running out for smoke breaks and then running back in, are driving me into a homicidal rage. I don't know why my landlord specifies smoke free apartments and houses, and then rents to smokers who have to go outside every time they need to have a cigarette. It doesn't take too much to send me over the deep end. I'd love to be able to sit outside, on my own porch, but they're making such a racket that I wouldn't even enjoy it. I've choked down my supper, and now am wishing very hard that the Mother ship will come and take me the hell away from here.

Its past 2.30 am here, and first time I've had to catch up with the Dino's. I love these quiet, still hours of the night. I always get up after I've put my significant other to bed and potter around until I start to get sleepy. Nothing worse, for me, than lying in bed wide awake.

Belated happies to Krex.

Merle, may I venture a saying that you and I both know so well..."this too shall pass". Now there's one of those sentiments that appear to be syrupy on the surface, yet rock solid in the centre. Er, okay then, "center" according to US spelling *smile*.

Good decision not to grow up, Nan. Child-like is charming. Well, okay, childish can become annoying, but yours is the former, not latter.

I kiss you all on the nose.

Oops - I didn't see your post before I posted mine. Didn't mean to be insensitive by talking about my quiet evening while you are being drowned in disturbances. You can imagine my glee when SA won the world cup rugby. The noise didn't stop all night long. I found a Mozart CD and put that on - it seemed to work well both as white noise and as a mood stabiliser. So now you know how I get through rugby season! I mean, I'm happy for all the people who are happy - but I can't relate personally and I even when I am personally happy - I don't express it by blowing sirens, honking my car horn and shouting out the window *grin*

Thanks for acknowledging that. People must be using Halloween for an excuse to kick up a rumpus, now. (Don's Grumpy Old Lady hat) I was walking to the store, when a car full of costumed men slowed down at the corner I was waiting to cross. They were making the usual war cries, and one of them raised his hand at me. I couldn't tell if he was waving to be friendly, or giving me the middle finger, or the peace sign. (My eyes are bad in the evening.) So I just waved and kept walking.

Halloween used to be fun, when I was growing up. The night before Halloween was called mischief night, and that was when the "Bad" kids went around soaping windows and festooning things with toilet paper. But on Halloween, we all went trick or treating, accompanied by our older siblings for protection. Now it seems much more sinister and worse. Maybe I am getting old.

Decided the only way to kick my cough drop addiction was to try and make my own...much research later,I have found that chemistry hurts my brain but is interesting.

Also found that it is better to avoid suger in Japan then in US...they use many more natural suger substitutes where the majority of ours are chemical manipulations.

For those with IBS and other gastro-intestinal distress...found something interesting about corn-syrup(in everything)intollerance.Check it out...


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fructose_m ... on....also maybe link in obesity,diabetes,yeast over growth.....

I am currently in love with....stevia and Xylitol(read all about it)I'm going to buy me a big old bag of Orbits gum or halloween.


Sorry about your noisy neighbors.....

I recall a thread where someone asked us what a world with fewer NT's would be like.My reply......

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