when did u realize u were never going to add up to anything?

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On February 31st, 3000.

I've got a problem when people say "the world doesn't accept me", or "people will never acknowledge me". I don't know why they should. Do you accept everybody? Do you acknowledge everybody? I mean, do you know the strives of other people? Nobody knows anything about anybody because nobody cares about the rest of the world. The world is not one thing, is comprised of over 6 billion individuals who each live in their own little, selfish, limited, mediocre worlds and who think that the rest are crap.
I don't want to be accepted or acknowledged by the world, why for? What will that bring me that's good?
We live isolated. I know how the saying goes: No man is an island. But I think we are islands. We don't come to this earth to create everlasting bonds and accumulate things. I think we come to learn and that's a lonely and personal experience.
I don't think we should prove ourselves to anybody. Prove what? That you fit the stereotype of succesfull person? That you are normal? That you can achieve what everybody else is trying so desperately to achieve? That you can be a winner? I don't know what's that, money? fame? I don't want that. I want to know. I want to learn. To understand. To know and understand through experience. When you do everthing is different.
People say you are a loser? Probably you are a loser to them. So what? They in turn probably are losers to others.
Opinions are like butts: Everybody's got one and everybody thinks that the other's stinks.
I saw that in a movie and it's true.

Positing positives topic

We are all more than the "sum" of our parts.

To all WPers: Never define yourselves as worthless, and be open to life's challenges.

I am probably just your average working Joe. I do have a technological edge however, which I attribute to my Aspieness, so I can tend to get office type jobs rather easily.

However, as somebody on the spectrum I've found some scenarios that I attribute to where I'm at today.

1) I realize I like the jobs most with the least amount of talking or speaking to people. If I can just go do my eight hours and pretty much be left alone, I'm happiest.
2) I've found that I get bored easily; especially at jobs where its the same thing day in and out. I do crave some stimulation in a workplace, but I also like some of the routines.
3) Holding down two jobs is near impossible for somebody on the spectrum. It pretty much burned me out having to deal with people all day long, pretending to get along with NT's and their methods of doing things. I will never work two jobs again.

Since everyone expects me to be negative all the time, I will then. Might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb.

At 18. When I finished my high-school and realized I have nothing - no friends, no ambitions, no dreams, no hopes... No place to go. I can only sit now, sit locked in my room; looking through the window - and wondering...Wondering about the sense of human existance.

So many people out there, who die in accidents or from unhealable diseases... And all of them praised their lifes so much... All of them prayed for another chance...

To me life is nothing - I hate the life. Yet I'm still here. Isn't that ironic?

I was about... 11 or 12. It was a combination of things, really.

I saw that there was this very linear path that I was supposed to take through school, to the workforce, etc.

I saw that I was not going to be able to follow that path, because just doing school at that age was completely wearing me down and overloading me.

I saw people who looked or sounded 'familiar' to me, and then realized they were all either homeless or being led around in lines by caregivers. I also noticed that when people either mocked me, or simply imitated me (like some people would do with no malice, just repeating what I sounded/looked like for descriptive purposes) it contained traits that were in line with people who were not usually able to stay on that path I envisioned either.

And I had trouble imagining myself among any of the adults that were actually doing things I wanted to do. It was one of those things (like a whole lot of the world) that sounded like it would work in theory, but if I truly inserted myself into the equation, it did not work in a fairly spectacular way.

Fortunately I was wrong. Both about what "adding up to anything" meant, and about how I'd end up as an adult. But I certainly believed I'd "realized" this, pretty early. And it was reinforced by a lot of people the more I failed at that weird path that people were supposed to be on. (But other people seemed to notice how impossible that was, far later than I did, because I threw everything I could into doing what I was "supposed" to do, hoping somehow it'd turn out okay, and then it didn't.)