Zoranus wrote:
I agree with one point on the above, if someone is draining and causing you a lot of stress, consider cutting them out for a while, until you can deal with the why of that and resolve it. And if you can't, cut them out. Obsessing over it does a lot more damage than absence would, and sometimes with absence, people think and begin to understand things, and healing can happen.
But in general, it's more about figuring out what your coping strategies are. Video Games, especially fantasy worlds, relax me immensely. My dog relaxes me, and so does swimming or running. Writing too, which is why forums like this help. Being reminded I'm not alone helps so much.
For me the hardest part about ASD is just the intense emotions, and not really even knowing what I am feeling, or what to do about it. Distracting myself seems to work usually.
Most if not all of the ploys you use to cloak symptoms you aren’t comfortable with are forms of denial. We are hyper-sensitive. About 25-30 times as sensitive as neurotypicals and we feel about 10 times as many senses as they do. It’s little wonder that’s the hardest part of having ASD for you. It manifested in my childhood by making me die and come back to life more than 2,200 times (est) from a couple of minutes at a time to a couple of days (about 48 hours max).
I’m 72 years old now, so I managed to attain my biblically promised three score years and ten, and feel I’m a walking, talking, thinking, miracle, to have done so. But it’s not all down to me. I’ve had secret, invisible, guides and mentors since very little, and talk to them each day; and I use a few guided meditation recordings with their aid, to repair bits of my body and brain that are getting dry and crinkly from old age. And I don’t complain, as having ASD has been a great white knuckle ride. But I have a few physical injuries from it that give me jip. My hip and lower spine ball and socket joints have lost their crowns, and give me much pain when I have spasms. And only strong painkillers distract me from that. Sometimes I scream the plaster off the walls and ceilings I'm in so much pain and it makes my wife, daughter, and grandkids laugh, which distracts me enough from the pain for it to tolerable. Don’t get me wrong. Having such hypersensitivity has its advantages. Lovemaking has taken on new dimensions for my wife and me. Our sensitivities have become so intense they have me gripping the headboard of my bed with my teeth and my wife dies from oxygen starvation from holding her breath too long. But its only for a couple of minutes at a time, before coming back to life, and asking me for a cup of tea and a biscuit. She was my teenage sweetheart but she’s 71 now to my 72, and we are having more fun now being married than when we were 16 and 17 respectively and still courting. So don’t let anyone tell you its no fun growing old!
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