Are autistic people more immature

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Beg to differ...
Social phobia/anxiety is a mental illness/disorder rather than immaturity...
Please correct me if I am wrong, but your argument needs to be convincing...

I know people who can do all of those things, yet their understanding of life is narrow, undeveloped, and they have not mastered the adult task of thinking for themselves and taking responsibility for their choices, so I don't regard them as models of maturity at all. People may show all those basic competencies but still manifest poor-me, life is never fair, it's never my fault, I am always right and everyone else is wrong characteristics which to my mind are far more indicative of immaturity patterns.

that's an insuperable barrier to some of us, to learn how to become real adults. I'm still struggling with it.

As I said in a different thread on a similar subject, I was born old.

I may have had a speech delay, but I definitely had problems with speech, which, although the school district tried to address the issue, my parents (Mom, in particular) fought them tooth and nail, just like they fought the school district regardless what activity I was involved with.

I also have horrible handwriting. To this day, I'm told I'm a lazy sonofabitch because my handwriting is like an M.D. I point out that have you ever tried to read handwritten script when the doctor hands you a prescription to be filled, and it gets thrown in my face that the doctor is all-wise (<sarcasm>RIIIIIIGHT!! !! !! !! !</sarcasm>) and I'm an idiot. I try to tell people how badly my wrists hurt (and now, with having carpal tunnel in both wrists, I don't get jumped on as much), I was always told by both teachers and my parents I was full of sh!t and I'm a lazy sonofabitch and not trying hard enough to be neat.

I seldom was invited to parties of any kind, unless it a group I was involved with. Even then, I was a bit uncomfortable, because, with the exception of church choir, alcohol was involved. I don't like drunks (my maternal grandfather was the town drunk, and he got quite vicious when drunk), and I can't stand the smell and taste of alcoholic beverages.

When it comes to finances, they're always in a mess. My checking account is continually bouncing. I'm surprised my current bank hasn't closed my account. I try not to bounce a check, but it's damn hard not to do so when the gas gauge in the car is sitting on E, and I have a doctor's appointment in Baltimore, and it's 3 weeks until I get my next SSDI payment. Credit cards are even worse. Add to that my most recent stays in hospital, with the bills I ran up because the Medicare advantage plan I signed up for didn't pay for everything, having to spend $900.00 to get my car out of the shop this past month, because of a $7.00 fuse, $100.00 for a new alternator, a $200.00 car payment, a$111.00 car insurance payment, a $350.00 towing and storage bill, and you'll understand why I don't have much food around the house, why sprint is ready to disconnect and take both my iPhone 6 plus and my iPad Air 2 that I lease from them because I owe them $300.00 for last month's, as well as this month's service, which I'm not able to pay them the full amount again this month, since I have to put a new down pipe on my car this month so I can get my car to pass both PA safety and emissions inspection, and why I don't go much of anywhere.

AB, you have many mature qualities and they shine brightly on WP. Your thoughtful kindness towards others, always a willingness to walk a mile in "the other guy's shoes, the ability to see beyond your own issues, your courtesy, and your charming nature, which strives to see the value in other people. I would say you a long way down to the round to human maturity on a soul level.

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|I also have horrible handwriting.'


Many of the most brilliant - genius level - people I know have appalling handwriting. You are in good company there MS.

thank you it is a continual struggle to stay on the bright side. here is an old Cherokee legend-
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.
He said, “My son, the battle is between two “wolves” inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.”
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?”
The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”
so I keep trying to feed the good side anyway I can. sometimes I have to scrape the bottom of the barrel, though. part of this is cutting struggling folk lots of slack, which can be the hardest part.

hang in there my handwriting is chicken scratch also, thank god for keyboards!

Nice...

BTW...You two should get a room...

wrong planet is our room

..I probably am - At least , " as people would define it " .

"Well if immature is running around, going to bars and raves, drinking and getting drunk, smoking the occasional joint and having sex with someone on the first, second, or third date, then people with AS generally aren't, and NT's generally are. "


I agree that it's stupid. I've heard lots of women complaining about immature geek men who like comics and video games, but the biggest selling men's books here are either about business sleaze/mafia or autobiographies of racing drivers. Is that really so much more noble and admirable than comics.

...Seeing how other , younger , people have ' workers ' to-day makes me wonder if I could have one to help me , but........... (Chek my " Stolen , hospital..." line's latest post for more detail .)


uote="Meistersinger"]As I said in a different thread on a similar subject, I was born old.

I may have had a speech delay, but I definitely had problems with speech, which, although the school district tried to address the issue, my parents (Mom, in particular) fought them tooth and nail, just like they fought the school district regardless what activity I was involved with.

I also have horrible handwriting. To this day, I'm told I'm a lazy sonofabitch because my handwriting is like an M.D. I point out that have you ever tried to read handwritten script when the doctor hands you a prescription to be filled, and it gets thrown in my face that the doctor is all-wise (<sarcasm>RIIIIIIGHT!! ! ! ! ! ! ! !</sarcasm>) and I'm an idiot. I try to tell people how badly my wrists hurt (and now, with having carpal tunnel in both wrists, I don't get jumped on as much), I was always told by both teachers and my parents I was full of sh!t and I'm a lazy sonofabitch and not trying hard enough to be neat.

I seldom was invited to parties of any kind, unless it a group I was involved with. Even then, I was a bit uncomfortable, because, with the exception of church choir, alcohol was involved. I don't like drunks (my maternal grandfather was the town drunk, and he got quite vicious when drunk), and I can't stand the smell and taste of alcoholic beverages.

When it comes to finances, they're always in a mess. My checking account is continually bouncing. I'm surprised my current bank hasn't closed my account. I try not to bounce a check, but it's damn hard not to do so when the gas gauge in the car is sitting on E, and I have a doctor's appointment in Baltimore, and it's 3 weeks until I get my next SSDI payment. Credit cards are even worse. Add to that my most recent stays in hospital, with the bills I ran up because the Medicare advantage plan I signed up for didn't pay for everything, having to spend $900.00 to get my car out of the shop this past month, because of a $7.00 fuse, $100.00 for a new alternator, a $200.00 car payment, a$111.00 car insurance payment, a $350.00 towing and storage bill, and you'll understand why I don't have much food around the house, why sprint is ready to disconnect and take both my iPhone 6 plus and my iPad Air 2 that I lease from them because I owe them $300.00 for last month's, as well as this month's service, which I'm not able to pay them the full amount again this month, since I have to put a new down pipe on my car this month so I can get my car to pass both PA safety and emissions inspection, and why I don't go much of anywhere.[/quote]

The
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Asylum...

Over the past 12 months I've discovered the computer game series, Cut The Rope. The main character is a special little Sweet Pea candy monster named Om Nom. I feel the need to buy him every time I see him. That's only happened three times, because he's very rare to find in my part of the world.

I also like his close cousin, LiFE aka Peahawk.

Your Mom is/was in denial.

In my case, I was helped by an extended family member (Mom's cousin/Aunt) who was a social worker.

This aunt always thought I was a "late bloomer", didn't focus (always telling me, verging on abuse).

But the last couple of years she was an advocate for me for getting on Disability and getting a "mental health worker" that I needed like 20 years ago.

This aunt is now in her mid-70s, and I wonder what will happen to me once she passes away. My two younger sisters, one 42 yr. old undiag. AS, the other is a 46 yr. old NT. AS sister I know won't be able to help me, and NT sister we've never really gotten along. One of the reasons I want to kill myself. I just want to restart into a new family with a new chance at things.

So for you, is there anyone in your immediate or extended family or perhaps an understanding and capable NT friend, neighbour who can help you navigate the mental health system?



I have a lifetime friend who I've known since Grade 7. He is an undiagnosed AS. Ever since I've known him his handwriting was awful. I thought it'd improve. I got a chance to live with him for 18 mos. His writing was the same squiggles as in 1978.

His house was the same, despite sitting on several hundreds of thousands of money from his grandfather's inheritance.

Original 1950 kitchen. Washroom not painted. Hole in washroom wall from 1993 not fixed (MS disabled Mom pulled on soap dish, bringing part of wall down).

Partly burned kitchen dining room table... Never replaced.

Tiles on the living room floor, cracked ages ago. Never replaced. So there were some tiles and others were just missing.

Family had changed their home tel. # sometime in the early 1990s, but still has one of those Northern Telecom/Western Electric Model 500 phones.

My friend Mike likes to use the word 'change'. I guess it's because he doesn't like change.

It was like a bloody time warp, back to the 1950s living with Mike.



You say you live near Baltimore MD. Don't they have excellent public transit out that way? Like rail transit, subways, trolleybuses, etc.?

Have you tried getting on Disability SSI? You need to see your family doctor who will arrang. In my case that was a several month long process after that. But it is worth it. A difference of $650 more.

I'm up here in Canada, and on regular 'SSI', what we call EIA (Employment and Income Assistance) I was getting no more than $550/month including Rent...you can't rent s**t for less than $550.

Now I'm getting $1100/month. Still not enough, and it doesn't allow me to save, but at least I'm not starving like in 2013.

If you're close enough to an urban area, how about bicycling? I don't drive, and I rely on bike in the Summer and public transit (we only have diesel buses here )? Bike maint. costs are about 10% that of a car.