I am remarkably observant. I say remarkably, because many times throughout my 37 years people have remarked about it. I observe, and then ponder, things that other people don't even know are things. It seems perfectly normal to me but frankly it does result in some awkward conversations when I start to talk about a conclusion and then have to explain why I think something, when often the people I'm talking to aren't even aware that the initial observations were something that existed. (LOL, that last sentence makes me sound like a crazy person)
Quick story: in my high school years, I was very heavily involved in Native American studies and archaeology in the Northern Great Basin area of the US, as part of a special interest with after-school enrichment center for gifted children. Our work created the first State Archaeological Park in Idaho, and led to the preservation of tens of thousands of petroglyphs, stone structures and other permanent artifacts from the Northern Paiute tribes who have inhabited the area for the last 10,000 years. It was an amazing experience. Through that work, the leader of our group became acquainted with the then-present Chief of the tribe on the Duck Valley Indian Reservation, and requested that the Chief give some of the more involved students tribal names as they would in the old days. Without my knowledge, our leader described personality traits of each of us (as that was the traditional means of assigning a name) and without ever meeting me, he gave me the name "Moombich" which in their language means "Owl". He wrote in a letter that it was due to my powers of observation and wisdom beyond my years. "Owls are observant and wise, because they see in the dark and contemplate their surroundings in the quiet solitude of night", he wrote. Although I do not ascribe any particular spiritual meaning to their ways or old religion, the name and identity struck me as prescient coming from a stranger I had never met. That was 20-odd years ago, and I still carry that particular characteristic and an affinity for owls today.
Occasionally I get fixated on minute observations, like a pattern of behavior in a person I don't know or a wall hanging that is crooked by one degree (I have to interrupt conversations to fix those, because I can't even focus on talking or listening until it's straight...even I think that one's odd.)
Overall I view this as a gift, and I've come to like it and accept that it sometimes does make me seem like an odd duck. Last week I was praying about my ASD and IQ (and accompanying major depression), and I asked God why He made me like this and what He wanted me to do with/about it, and expressing frustration about constantly missing social or interpersonal cues from other people and the ways in which that complicates relationships. As I was praying, I picked up my pen and started to write in my journal without really thinking about it. When I was done, I had written this sentence: "We are relieved of the burden of seeing what others see, so that we may be blessed to see what they do not." - God's answer to my prayer. If I ever get a tattoo, it will be that.
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AQ Score 42
RAADS-R Score 158.0
Bergen Burnout Inventory Score 24
Your neurodiverse (Aspie) score: 112 of 200
Your neurotypical (non-autistic) score: 129 of 200
You seem to have both neurodiverse and neurotypical traits