Well, I said I would make it to my birthday with out getting depressed, and I've done it!
Now that I've turned a year older, I can look back and reflect on what was year 24 of my life.
- The biggest of all events in my life was finding out that I have aspergers syndrome. Of all the pondering and searching I did to exactly figure out what was different about me, it took a caption on a picture in a newspaper to steer me in the right direction.
- Next would be my move to oshkosh to continue my education, and finding people in the counseling department who actually know about aspergers, can relate to me, and haven't been in a rush to judge me, or blame my behaviors on something else. I send out a special thanks to Dr. Alterkruse and Mary for all the help you've given me this semester.
Here are some of my thoughts on aspergers...
- I don't need to keeps lots of magazines around to look at the pictures because I can remember all of the pictures by looking at them.
- If people tell me to think of something, I can easily create a picture of it in my mind, and if I want, I can even do a 3-D wire frame rendering of it if I want.
- My stims and verbal tics are not wierd things, there just an escape from boredom.
- My social views aren't out of sync with everyone else, there just object oriented. (pun on C++)
- Becasue reading non-fiction can be just as fun as reading fiction.
- Having AS has come in handy becasue my mechanical aptitude has saved many people many $$$ in repair costs.
- Becasue my hearing allows me to adjust a turn table with out needing a strobe light.
- I don't have to worry about hearing damage from loud music because by the time it gets loud enough to cause damage, I can't stand it.
- When people talk about things in the past, I can say "I remember that".
- having few/no friends dosen't drive me crazy, it just gives me more time to pursue interests.
Thats about all I can think of right now. In the morning I need to have a blood test done for insurance reasons, that means getting poked with a needle.
The last time I poked with a needle was October 24, 1991, I didn't like then, I won't like it now.
Oh well, not everyday can be perfect...
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I live my life to prove wrong those who said I couldn't make it in life...
27 Nov 2004, 1:45 am
