I didn't even know about Asperger's syndrome a year ago. A friend of mine has two autistic boys, and I thought it might be good for me to study the disorder so I could understand them better. A little less than a year ago I went to a presentation about autism for this purpose, and I heard about Asperger's there. They didn't go into all of the symptoms, but I remember thinking, "Gee, this sounds a lot like what I went through as a child, and what I'm going through now to some extent."
After the presentation I got on the Internet and started looking up information on Asperger's, and what I found startled me. I read through the symptoms one at a time and found myself saying to one of my other selves, "I have (or had) that, and that, and that ..." It slowly dawned on me that I now knew more about myself than I had ever known before, and that gave me a sense of peace. I wasn't ignoring my friends or failing to call them because of a conscious decision I was making. It was just the way my brain was wired. It also explained some strange behavior on my father's part, and I highly suspect that he had a mild form of autism.
When the revelation hit me, I went directly to the acceptance stage of tragic response. Now I know what I have, I have learned over the years how to deal with my most objectionable issues, and now I know I don't have to stress over my lesser problems. I have since shared my personal diagnosis with the family of the two autistic boys, as well as a very select few individuals whom I trust. To others who might observe certain behavior related to Asperger's I simply explain that the behavior is a part of who I am, I have always been that way, etc., and I drop the subject. I find this helps people relate to me better. - LJS
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Long John Silver
San Diego, CA, USA