It gets old, trying to perfect an act that will allow a square peg to fit into a round hole. You see, the square peg can diet, suck it in, wear a corset to bind it tightly so that it can just squeeeze into that round hole. Eventually, eventually, the seams begin to rip, temptation sets in, and oxygen is needed, and that square peg faking roundness pops back into shape and breaks that round hole. It's like Cinderella fighting against reality and time and ultimately still losing her dress, her slippers, her horse drawn carriage, and her dream of being a pretty princess in a castle.
Not that I want to be a pretty princess, mind you. I'm probably more interested in being the prince, though that is an entirely different discussion. One that does not imply that I want a gender swap of any kind, to clarify. I'm getting very off-topic very quickly here. Let me start anew now that the artsy is out of the way briefly.
Hello! I am new here. I'm sure you've read the same thing dozens of times. I want to find people like me, I want to feel right somewhere finally, I want to understand myself and others better, and you can fill in a few more cliches (all true, of course, as cliches tend to be). I'm at a point in my life where I'm trying to cease looking for validation from other people and just get validation from myself. However, I'm still here hoping for validation. I'm undiagnosed, but I am sure I have Asperger's. I know it like I know I'm human. But it terrifies me that somehow, someone will take this away from me. A doctor will tell me I'm wrong. A friend will try to convince me that my experiences can be explained by other things: anxiety, depression, an introverted personality, etc. etc. It shouldn't matter what a doctor says (especially given a system where it sometimes literally pays for them to say a problem is non-existent). But it does matter. I hate that it does.
Defensive arrogant writing style aside, I'm lonely and confused. Asperger's has been such a relief to me. But that fear and also the inability to talk to anyone who understands is really weighing on me recently. So I've finally found my way here. I'm here for advice, support, friends. I'm terrible at accepting all of those things. As I write this, I feel the familiar push that I'm independent enough, I don't need this. Being independent gets old, doesn't it? I want another square peg or six in my life, dang it!
I'm just beginning to discover all of the things that I do, feel, experience, know, want, need, love, hate, etc. etc. that are related to Asperger's. So every moment is exciting! And sometimes that excitement turns to worry and anxiety. Anxiety is my constant companion, unfortunately. I'm hoping this connection will give me an outlet, that all of you will take some weight from me, and that I can take some weight from you.
It was love at first sight, this site and I. You understand, don't you?