Wednesday, 24 March 2010

  • The Ugly Side of Aspergers: Life Lesson

    I know many people think that having Asperger’s is a bad thing, and I guess maybe sometimes it is. I am convinced though that there is a silver lining in everything including Asperger’s syndrome. Throughout my life I was often picked on, made fun of and teased, and when I was much younger I was even bullied. When I was in kindergarten, the year was 1976 if I remember right; I had long hair that was as long as any girls and I wore glasses. I bet you can see where this is going, can’t you? Well, I was picked on so bad that first day that I remember it even now. They called me four eyes, and said that I was an ugly girl, and all the nasty things that 5 and 6 year olds say. I came home and got off the bus and I was in tears and hysterical, my mom demanded to know what was going on and I told her all that had happened. I also vowed not to return to school until my hair was cut.

    Once I got into the primary grades especially 4-6 grade I did something that is almost unheard of for someone on the spectrum, I became a bully. By the time I had made it to the fourth grade I was very much a loner and an outsider. I was often the target of some joke, or attack, and I was tired of it. I woke up one morning and I thought to myself “if you don’t want to get picked on anymore you’re going to have to strike first”. I also had a step father that was very abusive and would punish me every time I would get beat up for not being a “man”. I pretty much spent the entire 4-6 grade in detention or the principal’s office and I must have beat up half the school at least twice.

    I had also become a habitual liar during this time as a way to stay out of trouble and protect myself, it was a trend that would continue well into my 20’s, having Asperger’s though I was often such a convincing liar that most people never knew if I was telling the truth or not so I think most of the time they just assumed I was lying. I did not attend Jr. High and I spent 3 years in and out of court with truancy charges until I was 16 and was legally able to quit school, and it took nearly 35 years but I learned some very valuable lessons about life.

    Because of being picked on and being a bully I have learned patience and understanding. I have learned to accept people’s differences and disabilities. I have learned empathy (even if I am not able to visibly show it). I believe that many people act, react, and respond not so much to their environment as to the way they were conditioned to. I have observed even in myself that some days I am as Asperger’s as you can get and other days I am almost neurotypical, and I can to a degree control those thoughts and actions (more on this in a future article).

    I have also switched from being a compulsive liar to not being able to lie at all. I am so brutally; bluntly honest now I often have to censor myself to try to avoid hurting someone’s feelings or being out of line. I still struggle with this whole concept of subtlety; it really is lost on me. I also never learned the art of reading between the lines, and I probably never will. I have, however, learned the contentment and value that comes with being truthful.

    For all the jokes, insults, and hate directed at me that I was able to recognize I bet there was twice as much that was so subtle that I was unaware that it was even going on (sometimes being oblivious is a blessing of being on the spectrum). I am so very grateful for the gift of Asperger’s because it protected me as a shield of sorts against some of the harm that could have or did come my way. I never really got into a lot of the distructive behavior that so many of my neurotypical peers did. I am also very blessed that people like me are so narrow in their focuses that we can switch directions so quickly that I was able to change the path that I was on and take a higher road.

    I could not have done any of it though without the unconditional love of my family, and my wife who has been the biggest blessing of all.

Comments (4)

  • AceValentineRocks@xanga
  • the_kcar@xanga

    I'm late in getting here, but I'm glad to read that you managed to pull out of "either/or" in regards to things and got your social world [mostly] straight.

    It's hard to know the nuance between polite suggestion and criticism, and other such things...I'm not and never have been diagnosed autistic but I know there were times when I had thought that what I had stated was politely rendered -- only to discover that it was considered rude. I would immediately double back and give effusive apologies and take the winds out of the sails of those offended, and try to find better phrasing.

    It's never an easy thing...what's polite enough in one group is considered rude in another, and I'd oftentimes be completely lost along the way.

    I've a pair of teens - one with ADHD and one with moderate, high-functioning autism - and the process of explaining "polite" vs "rude" is still something of an uphill battle - even as the kids observe rudeness from their adult, out-of-school friends and family members.

    We all do what we can...

  • keystspf@xanga

    I use whatever tone is being used with me, except sometimes I will purposefully NOT throw anger back at someone... then I get REALLY annoyingly calm and quiet. Unfortunately, people think that I'm purposefully mocking them either way... so I can't win.

  • anonymous

    In fact, this story proves childhood is the stage when cruelty shows in a real appearance...

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