Jamesy wrote:
What would you rather have as a condtion? Dyslexia or Aspergers Syndrome?
Either one providing they also came with significant cognitive *gifts*.
Whatever is ultimately wrong with my brain comes with no *gifts*....only
the blackest plagues of hell.
If anybody takes issue with that statement... i'm afraid I can't apologize for it.
I call things as I see them and as i've experienced them. Maybe some people
could manage to live happily with the sort of cognitive problems I have, (or strongly
believe I have at least) but I am not one of them and whatever that makes me....so be
it.
I think i'd rather be a dyed-in-the-wool sociopath than live with the cognitive
problems I believe I have.
Again....as long as my particular sociopathy came with significant cognitive gifts, what
else would matter to the individual in the grand scheme of things?
Would I be going to hell for my anti-social behavior? Would I be reincarnated
as a poor women in Darfur or something?
I think not...I would wind up in the same oblivious nothingness that the so-called
"saints" wind up in.
Sure people would hate me and think I was evil.
But since sociopaths lack this nebulous thing we call a "conscience"....i'm pretty
sure i'd find my own skin pretty darn commodious regardless of how many people
despised and feared me.
The point i'm trying to make is that at least sociopaths are capable of finding
happiness. Those who are bright enough can achieve whatever they want in
life even if many of their "achievements" entail some rather nefarious things.
My own brain, on the other hand, has betrayed me every step of the way. It has
robbed me of every hope, dream, goal, aspiration, etc....I ever had.
So if I had the choice between being a "high functioning" sociopath (say like
Bernie Madoff or someone...assuming he's a defacto sociopath) and being the
person I am, why exactly SHOULD I chose the latter?
Why should I be that selfless and self-sacrificing?
What's the big reward in the end?.....what's in it for me?
Maggots and worms?
Not good enough.
The ability to look myself in mirror?
What does a person with no conscience care about how they "look in the
mirror"???
I'm fully aware that my thoughts here are incredibly sick and twisted and I truly hate myself for having them.
But neither my self-awareness or self-loathing stops me from having such thoughts. They are there in my worm-eaten brain whether I want them to be or not.
If nothing else....they serve as an illustration (at least to myself) of just how miserable my circumstances are.
Such misery is the end result of serious neurological disorders....at least in
my case. Those who say I ought to be able to find happiness in spite of
them should spend 40 years in my shoes before saying such things. I don't
know why so many people make assumptions about the sufferings of others.
I don't pretend to know what holocaust survivors have gone through. I would
never blame any of them if they could never feel happiness again after going
through such an experience. Comparing my own experiences to that of holocaust
survivors is apples and oranges. But who is to say my own experiences have not
been equally as traumatic and immiserating in their own unique fashion? Do we
now have some objective measure of human psyche pain and suffering or
something?
It's pretty bad when you'd be willing to sell your soul (figuratively speaking
coming from an atheist and a materialist) to be just about anyone else.