NCC1701 wrote:
I also asked others what they thought about it. I discovered that I have done a really good job the past two years at catching onto social cues and interaction with others. A good handful of people told me that. Because I am not around people a lot, and when I am I have learned to mimic others, it was a bit less obvious to them than it was to my therapist and even me.
You don't state your current age, but it's common for Aspergians to develop '
coping mechanisms' as they grow up - it's one of the things that makes it a bit more difficult to diagnose AS or HFA in adults - we mask it well, because the mimicry has become unconscious second nature.
Also, asking the people you are around a lot how well you're picking up social cues is not really a fair test of your abilities - of course you learn to read people you're familiar with, but how do you fare when you're thrown into a social encounter with people you just met? You may not be as facile as you think you are and those missed cues are much more obvious to those who are just meeting you.
I do fine around people I'm comfortable with (I think), but I'm clueless around strangers. Just yesterday, I walked away from a brief encounter with a person I barely know and one I was just meeting and realized
Doh! That person was trying to cue me to enter a discussion about X and I completely missed it! NCC1701 wrote:
I asked my Mother about how I was as a child, though I didn't tell her about the diagnosis hanging in the balance during that conversation. The things she told me matched right up, and not only that, but near the end of it, without a single mention of it from me, she said that she's thought for a long time that I have Aspergers. I haven't, nor will I probably ever, admit it to her. Just as I keep my other struggles private from her, I will this one as well.
If she is already convinced you have AS, you're not really keeping much from her by not admitting it. Besides, it's nothing to be ashamed of, any more than people with Dyslexia should be embarrassed that their brain wiring has a slight glitch in it. Stuff happens. My Mom thought I was nuts when I told her I was being evaluated for a form of autism and she even had friends whose family members were diagnosed with AS, but once she actually read up on what it meant, she agreed right away it was a perfect description of me.
Welcome to the neighborhood!