Carbonhalo wrote:
I twigged years later seeing a documentary on the Milat brothers.
We actually turned towards Belanglo , but turned back when I complained.
Wow.
Ahem.
Autism blessed me in the mid 1990s when I met my now-husband. I was with my friend and he was with his friend. Our friends knew each other and stopped to talk. All of us were 17. I thought to myself, my goodness, that fellow is wearing the strangest outfit I have ever seen. Every single thing was mismatched in the most odd way. The four of us ended up hanging out all day. He knew about all the weird things I knew, but when he'd open his mouth it was like an encyclopedia came out. I was fascinated. He was funny and rude and would deliver the things he said with deadpan seriousness. At that point, I had never heard of Asperger's and neither had he. Meeting him was the most significant turning point in my life. It would not have been more significant to me if Jesus himself had walked down on a rainbow and told me the secret of life. We had a couple bumps in the road, but have been together in one way or another for 30 years now.
I can't tell you guys how devastating it was to both of us to find out that his superpowers were actually a disability and that I was not a person who needed help from him but normal. It rewrote our entire lives. We had to shake that off and learn that it's up to each of us to determine what we are.