Shameful story of childhood envy:
When I was very young my father's company did a fundraiser for Muscular Dystrophy. My father was very busy with the initiative and he talked about it a lot when he was home. I saw many colourful posters for one of the events. When I went to the event there were balloons everywhere, music played and everyone was very happy. I was soooooo jealous of the kids who had Muscular Dystrophy because of the balloons and the fun activities in their honour. My father and everyone else organising the event cared a lot about the cause. I remember wishing that I had Muscular Dystrophy because those kids got so much attention, and I thought my father would be happy if I had it too.
I don't know if this is just an example of me not understanding, or if it's an autistic thing (taking it literally, thinking Dad would want me to have MD so he could throw a party, thinking he liked those kids better since he devoted so much time to the event).
Carry on with blooie's question ...
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