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A common theme in fiction is that of the sanctuary. Ray Bradbury had the book people, Ayn Rand had Galt's Gulch. All my life I have needed a sanctuary.

I and my life are wrecks. I was born decades before AS was diagnosed. I have fared poorly - my fault. I have been socially clumsy in critical situations, I have worked for the wrong goals, I have made a mess of my life. I have not known why and so have beaten myself up for being so foolish.

Then I found Asperger's Syndrom. This central organizing principle makes sense of all. Other than the highly disputed "Aspies have no sense of humor and cannot use analogies. . ." crtieria, it all fits. Further I find none of me that is not AS,

Better, my life makes sense! I have lived it just as an aspie not aware of her situation and sans any external help would live her life. I have gradualy learned how to sort of fit, and to value my own goals rather than those of othrs, and to control some of my issues.

Then I found Wrong Planet. My sanctuary! We share stories of joy and pain, cry on each other's shoulders. We are silly, just silly - but it is our silliness, it is my silliness. We can learn from each other. We offer hugs to the wounded.

I love this Wonderful Planet. I love everyone here - with exception thus: I do not like the hurtful. We get flamers and trolls. While I am old and have been called worse than anyone can say here, some here are, well, vulnerable.

I have seen feelings hurt. I have seen defensive reactions. Some people have left from their pains. If you don't think someone is really (to your specifications) not properly here keep it to yourself. Don't hurt anyone. WP ought not be a place to receive wounds, it should be the place to recover from them.

People come and go. It costs nothing to jion, the gate is not locked. Stay if you want, leave if not.

Thanks to Alex, to the mods, and all the good people here. Hugs to all.