Mnemosyne wrote:
Erlyrisa wrote:
I think my parents just 'whacked the NT into' me..... I really believe that if my parents hadn't of 'taught' me ... I would have serious sensory afflictions which would surmout to 'meltdowns'
While they could whack you into not expressing your meltdowns, they can't whack sensory sensitivities out of you. I got whacked plenty and all it did was make me hide things.
Which is sort of what I was saying - I hide the disgust/discumfort/total inabilty to cope with sensory issues - and I thought this was a normal thing todo .eg like not eating chees cake or not going to public places or not being able to cope with 'whacking' sounds. --or not being able to cope with social environments.... I just thought I was week or had spioled preference (the chees cake)..
...but my parents MADE me eat things i couldn't, yet still won't to this dday.
made me socialise
made me wear or sleep in textures that made my skin crawl and my heart race and make me feel like fainting (yes I had tantrums, funnily enough once you have to wear or sleep in the texture because you have no choice, slowly your heart beat becomes accustomed, and after a while you only 'feel' disgusted by the texture, but your able to control your ability to cope with it. you still hate it, your skin still crawls, but at least your only light headed and not fainting)
-social situations ;; I had a birthday party at 8 - the most memorable hated experience of my life time.... I still hate b'day parties , especially my own,, I will usually leave and go into a corner... but am still technically socialising ,because I was their however breif a moment. - I am still incomfortable and feel like throwing a fit in most social circumstances ... but at least my meltdowns over time are less frequent and a 'state'of nirvana had been reached where I can just say - I don't care. --any time I am around people , my mind is just racing over and over again " I don't care" "don't care" "don't care" "don't care" "don't care". .. which calms me down. The don't care is silent now, and I look like I am in my own world when in social situations.
-Language - because I learnt my second language first , and my parents just disregarded the fact that the only reason I said things strangley was because I was living in a country oustide my parents origin.... amazingly enough the fact thay I had to learn my primary language from my school (I couldn't speak english untill at school) , probably masked any defienciencies as being related to anything other than being disadvantaged as being ethnic. (In the ifrst year though I got class honours for English - being the best speller)
-hobbies , while I had social problems at school, I could learn to cope by immersing myself in my hobbies, which my parents supported very very well.