I've been labelled as different all my life. I never understood why though because I never knew there was such thing as Aspergers, and I didn't see myself as so different. It seemed people could just look at me and see something out of place or missing. In school, it was horrible, even going to grad school, where I thought other writers would accept me finally, I was the oddball out, and I found that troubling. I thought they should have been more like me, but now I realize that's an impossible wish. It's been heartbreaking but now I try to get over it and realize that I'll probably be alone all my life, and that's it, there's nothing else. I can't get over the social things that get in my way. I don't greet people either, as someone mentioned, and I don't have all the nicey-nice replies or conversations at work that I should have. I try to remember them and sometimes if I'm around someone really extroverted, I can imitate them for a bit, but that never lasts. I always forget. I don't even care that people give me the cold shoulder socially. I feel pretty cold all the time anyway, cold and left out. Someone at work said I was out of it, but they don't know how far out. Far from their normal worlds. I wonder what it's like to be them, to be able to make friends without 'the gossip' hanging over my head. I was the victim of the 'she's weird-she's crazy' gossip until I began to have the nerve to talk back to someone I know is laughing at me. I know now that I will never know what it's like to be in the world of normal, but I'm okay with it. Thanks for letting me rant.