ouinon wrote:
As someone else said, finding WP was a revelation and a relief. It didn't make me feel any less weird, but it explained it, so many things.
And meant that I could talk about and work out stuff with other people which I had almost never been able to express or formulate, stuff which very very few people had ever understood even when I had been able to before.
PS. I'm not sure that the medical paradigm/narrative about us is exactly helpful ... does believing that you are disabled and/or dysfunctional as opposed to weird, ( eccentric strange odd bizarre mad nuts and difficult etc ) empower? I frame almost all of my peculiarities as disabilities now, and seriously doubt that I'll ever work again.
I feel extremely incapable, whereas younger/pre-WP I thought I was unique/exceptional on my very own incredible journey ... sometimes I still do ... but mostly now I feel like one of a crowd of people sidelined and disabled by ( a slew of ) social change, nothing special, defunct ... ... ... perhaps it's just age talking ( I turned 50 last Autumn ), perhaps it's the era.
Hi ouinon - I think it had the opposite affect for me - I no longer think of my issues as abnormal. I never thought I was disabled, I just was never raised that way (not saying it's bad to know you are disabled, it's just that I was taught to think all my problems were due to laziness and not caring, etc.) Even though I've had lots of problems keeping jobs etc. for most of my life, I've been very lucky for the last few years - my abilities have been appreciated though I still have some problems. I'm 52 btw, so it took me a loooong time to get to this point.
I have some issues at work, some of them social, some sensory overload related, and some with executive functioning, but I am considered by most to be very good at my job. My reviews are always very good by both my immediate supervisors and the HR dept. I think sometimes just a little accommodation for people's problems can make a difference, because prior this job I had was an unemployable mess. I don't mean accommodations in the sense of I get my own office (I wish!), but just an understanding that I still am of value, despite that fact that they all think I'm totally bizarre. Sometimes I get treated unkindly or just socially dismissed and that sucks, but I live with it because I know they just don't get me.
Maybe that's what Autism awareness is all about - that if you let somebody be themselves even if you don't appreciate some of the their qualities, they can still be of value to your organization. It could make the difference between disability and independence for many people on the spectrum.
The thing that hurts me the most is that people who can play social games, that are far less capable - and even more important less willing than me, are adored and praised and while I am left to just watch. It makes me sad, but I don't let it ruin my life.