Don’t water it down;
Don’t try to make it logical;
Don’t edit your own soul,
According to the fashion.
“I had no epiphany, no singular revelation, no moment of truth, but a steady accumulation of a thousand slights, a thousand indignities and a thousand unremembered moments produced in me an anger, a rebelliousness, a desire to fight the system that imprisoned my people. There was no particular day on which I said, Henceforth I will devote myself to the liberation of my people; instead, I simply found myself doing so, and could not do otherwise.”
― Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom
Are you experiencing:
“Crippling social anxiety?
Trouble making casual friends?
You’re not alone ….
There’s a chance you may be among the gifted few,
Blessed with expansion-pack wiring.
Don’t suffer in silence ,
Explore the wonders of Asperger’s.
Find your tribe,
You’ll be relieved you did.”
Words by Kami Bee.
“I wrote this for an all-girls group I am part of and thought that maybe I should share it and see what others have to say. Be nice ok. It took a lot for me to be able to talk about this.”
“Autism and Asperger’s displays itself very differently in woman than it does in men.
Most Autistic traits in males are very obvious, they don’t hide them and it’s very clear.
With women, we actually subconsciously try to hide it, it’s in the female nature to fit in; you may find you mimic your female friends in different ways.
For example, you might copy certain phrases they use, figures of speech, accents, physical stances and behavioural habits.
I, for one, used to copy my friends self-harming and it wasn’t to get attention, it was because I assumed this was normal behaviour for other girls.
When I was in primary school I tried to fit in by soaking up every bit of knowledge about makeup and hair that I could because at the age of 7 years old I thought this would stop girls from picking on me.
It didn’t work; it made them hate me because I knew more than they did.
I ended up hanging out with all the boys, playing rugby, play fighting and developing a very masculine attitude towards sports.
I LOVED running, I ADORED horse riding and even at a young age I felt that the ache that you get after a long trek on horseback, was the best thing in the world.
Even at the age of 11 I had this attitude, hell I even secretly loved the smell of sweat.
I also loved the smells at my friend’s farm because it smelt right.
I was still trying to fit in with the girls though, so I started wearing a bra to get noticed and saying that I had developed a crush on the boys, even though I hadn’t.
To me, boys were just there to be jumped on and knocked around and generally enjoy a good old rough n tumble with.
When my only female friend and best friend moved down to England I changed.
I wouldn’t speak to anyone because I felt as though someone had wrenched something out of my chest.
The girls who picked on me realized that I was extremely vulnerable so they took me under their wings and then threw me in the dirt for fun.
So I turned to books and the Harry Potter books saved my life.
I would sit and read ALL the time, hell I learned to walk while reading, write and kick a ball all at once.
I had a talent for reading and literature at school and was a total bookworm but I couldn’t do maths if my life depended on it. This made school very difficult for me.
In primary school I had a very nasty, abusive teacher and this together with the fact that I lost all my grandparents in the space of 5 months, meant that I fell behind in my school work.
I was moved to the Secondary School in the next village because of how horrendous the bullying of me had become.
The school there was filled with kids who were mostly brought up out in the middle of nowhere, on farms, so I got on amazingly with them!
Unfortunately at this point I had stopped horse riding due to my parents using it against me to get me to do simple things like cleaning.
I got bullied for a while during my first year there but I soon learned to stick up for myself, realizing the teachers here would actually do something (the head in primary school ‘solved’ bullying with a group hug and when physical contact scares the shit out of you anyway, it does not help) and the teachers didn’t look down at you.
In second year I had a fantastic English teacher who figured out I wouldn’t do homework but if she gave me clear instructions during class and made it interesting, I could get it done in 30 minutes flat.
She was, and still is, my favorite teacher. She was feared by most students but I adored her, she understood me.
I still struggled with maths and it caused me many issues.
I adored art, I wasn’t good at it but I loved it, especially my friends artwork because it was beautiful and I liked to just sit and look at the seniors artwork because it never failed to amuse me in one way or another.
I didn’t do well in P.E. because it meant someone was telling me how to do sport and that someone would be watching my every move, but I was exceedingly good at skiing, badminton and running.
If a teacher suddenly changed what we were going to be doing, it often ended in a full-scale meltdown because it made me uncomfortable.
By this time, my parents had noticed that I was becoming withdrawn, depressed and generally not my usual self.
So, I was being looked at for depression but I had too many happy moments to be ‘properly depressed’. Then I was being looked at for Bipolar disorder and this is when things got really interesting.
The woman seeing me about this was puzzled, I showed all the right symptoms but in her eyes something didn’t match, there was something missing.
Sure, I had insane mood swings but I also had social anxiety issues, if I got stressed I became physically ill (usually cystitis).
I was exceedingly intelligent but the knowledge was there in dribs and drabs, it never encompassed the whole of anything, rather it was filled by all of the peculiar facts I clung to simply because I liked them.
I acted like a sponge for knowledge, though remembering that knowledge was a huge issue.
I showed signs of dyspraxia (Sp) and dyscalculia (sp) but not enough to make a definite diagnosis.
Then my little brother got diagnosed with Autism and they asked about me, mum said she had a light bulb moment and it all made sense.
Never getting over losing my one good friend, being easily distracted, not being able to handle large social groups, loud noises sending me into over drive and causing catastrophic melt downs, too much noise leaving me seemingly deaf, being scared of touch unless it’s invited by me, loving soft fluffy things, being overly sensitive to smells but not minding natural smells like body odour and farm smells, finding comfort in the company of animals more than people.
Well, the list goes on but it’s scarily hard to describe to a stranger what you are like when it takes 17 years before your problems are even noticed.
Simple, males with autism have very prominent signs because the ‘hierarchy’ within men isn’t so severe.
Us women will do almost anything to fit in and to try to seem normal, so the girls with autism or Asperger’s strive to be like the others, to be ‘normal’, so it masks the majority of the signs.
They used to think Autism was less common in women but recently they’ve realized that the problem actually is that girls get misdiagnosed.
They get accused of being Bipolar/Manic Depressive or having attention deficit disorders or of just being plain weird.
You are NOT weird if you have an Autism Spectrum Disorder/Condition, you are different, you see the world differently and you have an AMAZING eye for truth.
You take things literally a lot, can’t tell the difference between sarcasm or being bullied at times, sure but you know what?
All you want is the truth; you strive for people to be honest, you NEED control, perfection and order or it stresses you out.
Nothing wrong with that.
It makes you YOU.
There are many other ‘disorders’ that pile on after you find out you have this, please don’t worry, its part and parcel of this amazing gift you have.
You may be ‘weird’ and you may feel like you don’t excel in the things you want to excel in but do you know why? It’s because people like us, have a tendency to be truly talented at something amazing.
You get autistic people who struggled with literature and creativity but are amazing at science, maths and things really involving raw intelligence.
Then there are autistic kids (like myself) that struggle with raw intelligence but adore literature, writing and using your creativity in art or music.
I still haven’t accepted myself for who I am because when I got diagnosed, I lost all of my friends.
I found out the hard way that they were judgmental and easily lead by a bully.
You may feel weird but I promise you, you are an amazing person.
You have such a unique way of seeing the world around you; you don’t need to fit in with that crowd of popular kids because they are false.
You like the truth, you need it.
I know this seems like a ramble but it’s how my mind works. Due to having Asperger’s I don’t really answer questions straight up, I ‘waffle on’, as one of my other English teachers was fond of saying to me.
But please, never be ashamed of having Asperger’s or Autism or of being on the spectrum at all.
If you have family members who are on the spectrum, please respect them; be honest with them because all they want is the truth.
Don’t make promises you can’t keep, if you break a promise to someone on the spectrum, it’s kind of like you broke the law.
Respect that we can be very edgy about our ‘personal bubbles’ at times while at others you might end up with us scrambling onto your lap for a cuddle simply because we are cold and you happen to be warm and squishy.
Respect that we don’t like loud noises, we can’t concentrate on more than one sound like most people can and it will confuse us.
Respect that we may have habits like, rocking, spinning, jumping, dancing, humming, snapping fingers and making silly noises.
We don’t mean to be annoying but when we get excited or depressed these things calm us down or express our need to show you we are excited.
Respect that if you have something colourful and pretty we might take it from you or stare at it because we have become entranced by its beauty.
Respect that if you take us outside where there are flowers we will insist on running through them, touching them and we will get upset if you take us away.
Respect that if you smell good we might sit and sniff your hair or we might stare at our food simply because it smells amazing.
Respect that we might not eat something because it looks ‘funny’ or its texture is ‘squelchy’ or just plain wrong.
Sure we can be as weird as all get out, but I can promise you this, we will have you in stitches laughing at our oddities and tendency to turn around and whisper rather loudly “look at that woman’s make up! She looks like a walking talking orange!” or “You smell funny” and then walk off like nothing happened.
Don’t be offended, we don’t mean to be nasty; we are just honest and a little strange.
I hope this adds a little insight.
I hope you all read this and find it helpful or that it at least puts a smile on your face.
“DISCLAIMER: This is written from my point of view as a girl with Asperger’s Syndrome If you are a teenage girl please DO NOT SELF DIAGNOSE all of a sudden based on this information, please. It’s the worst thing you can do; having issues doesn’t make you cool.”
You can view Marnie’s original post and more of her amazing writing at: http://vampirefreaks.com/journal_comment.php?entry=8355153&fb_source=message http://www.wattpad.com/28148017-autism-apergers-awareness-for-woman
People who experience ‘Normalism’ often hold the belief that their ways of interpreting and responding to the world, provide the only truly valid means of doing so.
As a result of their extremely narrowed thinking processes, those with ‘Normalism’ often display a severe lack of tolerance and empathy towards those whose modes of processing the world do not match their own.
‘Normalist’s (individuals who are experience ‘Normalism’) often prefer to categorise those who differ from them in any way, as being ‘Abnormal’.
Early warning signs of ‘Normalism’ include:
- A severe lack of tolerance toward anyone who appears to be different to the individual in question.
- Displays of lack of empathy, awareness and understanding towards the suffering of others.
- A stubborn adherence to a singular perception of the world (namely their own).
- Extremely rigidity of thinking concerning who should and who should not have the right to participate equally in this world
- A high need for social interactions with others who share their views.
So what can we do to help those who are experiencing ‘Normalism’?
Over the years a variety of strategies have been applied to try and help those with ‘Nomralism’ broaden their neurological horizons.
These strategies have included the use of both social awareness and work place tolerance training campaigns.
So far however, neither of these campaigns have been able to successfully persuade the majority of those experiencing ‘Normalism’ to change their discriminatory and harmful views.
Scientists are hopeful that the discovery of the gene responsible for ‘Normalism’ may go some way toward explaining how and why levels of ‘Normalism’ appear to be rising.
In the meantime, specialists within the field of ‘Normalism’ agree that the best method for treating this condition remains the repetition of phrases such as ‘we are all the equal’, ‘we are all human’ and ‘we all deserve access to the same fundamental human rights’.
If you feel that someone you love may currently be experiencing the symptoms of early onset ‘Normalism’, we urge you to seek professional assistance at once, as trying to cure the condition of ‘Normalism’ on your own may be potentially harmful to your own emotional and psychological health.
This message on ‘Normalism’, signs, symptoms and prevention, has been brought to you by those of us who are tired of being defined by our neurological differences.
This amazing letter was written by a woman who suspected that she may be on the Autism Spectrum, prior to meeting her psychologist for the first time. Here’s what she had to say.
“Dear Dr L—
I hope in this letter I can give you a more thorough explanation of how I feel, the way these feelings affect me and why I think a diagnosis and continued support would be beneficial to me.
I have an over-active mind and experience high anxiety.
I constantly see things at multiple levels, including thinking processes and analyse my existence, the meaning of life, the meaning of everything continually.
Nothing is taken for granted, simplified, or easy.
Everything is complex.
Being serious and matter-of-fact has caused me many problems and I have been told on numerous occasions that I come across as rude and/or abrupt.
Every year my work progress development report says that I would benefit from some kind of people management course, which to date has never happened.
Making friends or developing relationships has always been and still is very difficult for me.
As a child, I was convinced that I was away the day everyone decided who they would be friends with.
This has always been an area that has caused me confusion.
I still have a constant feeling that I am misplaced, isolated, overwhelmed, and have been plopped down in the wrong universe.
If I had friends, my tendency was to blindly follow wherever they went and to escape my own identity by taking on theirs.
I dressed like them, spoke like and adapted myself to his/her likes and dislikes.
I have had a couple of “friends” in my life for a very long time but I mostly talk to them online as I do not like leaving the comfort of my safe environment.
Even with people I know well I do not like being in their houses as my anxiety levels hit the roof.
I get agitated and uncomfortable not knowing what to say, what to do, if I’ve over stayed my welcome or would it be rude if I left now, have I stayed long enough.
This leads to seriously high stress levels, nasty thoughts in my head, sweating, increased heart rate and a sudden urgency to flee.
When I know I don’t have to be anywhere, talk to anyone, answer any calls, or leave the house, I can take a deep breath and relax.
Even something as simple as a self-imposed obligation, such as leaving the house to walk the dog can cause extreme anxiety.
It’s more than just going out into society; it’s all the steps that are involved in leaving–all the rules, routines, and norms.
Choices can be overwhelming: what to wear, to shower or not, what to eat, what time to be back, how to organize time, how to act outside the house….all these thoughts can pop up.
I struggle when I’m out with sounds, textures, smells and tastes, which in turn creates a sense of generalized anxiety and/or the sense that I am always unsafe or in pending danger, particularly in crowded public places.
There have been times in crowded places like shops where the confusion and anxiety has gotten so high that I have had to just say “I need to go” and have walked out and straight to the car to gather my thoughts and calm down.
Counting, categorizing, organizing, rearranging, numbers brings me some ease and has been with me ever since I can remember.
Over the years I have sought out answers as to why I seemed to see the world differently than others, only to be told I’m an attention seeker, paranoid, hypochondriac, or too focused on diagnoses and labels.
My personhood was challenged on the sole basis that I “knew” I was different but couldn’t prove it to the world.
My personhood was further oppressed as I attempted to be and act like someone I’m not.
I have children diagnosed with ASD and am concerned that I am not doing the best for them due to my own inhibitions.
Still I question my place in the world, even more so now that my son has a diagnosis of ASD and I see so many similarities between what he’s going through and my own personal experiences.
How can I help them to adapt and learn when I don’t know myself how to deal with the situations that are causing them the most problems?
I would really benefit from help in learning to deal with my issues.
Now that I understand the Autism Spectrum and am convinced I am well within the spectrum, the hope is that I will get support and advice can benefit me and allow me to help my children.
My hope is that through diagnosis and the support that should follow; I will be able to work on the areas that I lack the necessary skills for dealing with society, in.
If I can get help for myself it will put me in a better position to guide and help my children.
Apologies for the lengthy explanation, I hope I have given you the information you were seeking. If not please don’t hesitate to contact me.
Amanda is sharing this letter in the hope that it may help other woman avoid some of the pain and confusion she’s experienced in her own life. Thank you so much for your willingness to help others Amanda <3
This supposedly simple truth is one that I’m not at all sure I agree with.
No matter how logical statements like these first appear to be, there’s always something about them that pulls at that questioning part inside of me.
The part that makes me wonder whether or not we should accept statements like these too easily, and if we do accept them, what is it exactly that we are buying into when we do?
Saying that one shouldn’t expect a lion not to eat a person just because a person wouldn’t eat a lion, which is indeed a true statement, is one thing, but to then use this truth as a justification for saying that we shouldn’t expect the world, (which really means the people in it as the world itself is an inanimate object), to treat us fairly just because we treat others fairly, is another issue entirely.
After all, people are not lions….. and now that we’ve established that fact……
Just why is it again that we’re not to expect others to treat us fairly if we do the same to them?
Oh that’s right, it’s because being preyed upon, ripped off, taken advantage of, lied too, stolen from, beaten up or maimed in some way by others in life, is supposedly all part of the natural order of things, therefore we should just accept and expect it.
Well it may be the natural order of things for lion’s to behave in this way, but once again, people are not lions and I’m still far from convinced that behaving like a wild animal, in any way, should constitute what’s considered to be the natural order of behavior for human beings.
I don’t truly think that many people would, upon rational reflection, agree to the statement that we should all expect to be preyed upon by others.
Nor accept the idea that being nice to others automatically means that we deserve to become the victims of human predators.
Especially considering that the validation of such ideas are based on little more than the observation that lions in the wild, hunt to survive.
Or perhaps I’m just being foolish.
What do you think?