A good friend sent me this article, saying "I feel as if you could have written it!
I hope you are not offended!". I am not offended at all. I feel as though I might
have written it also (although perhaps not as well!), except of course, I don't have
a "workplace" to talk about anymore, having been driven out of my happy job of 9 years
by an unsupportive management change. This woman at CNN has really done all of us
Aspies a favour, I feel, in writing this article. She says it all! I hope people share
this and think about the people they know who might be Aspies, diagnosed or not, and
how they might just need a little understanding of their different neurology in order
to succeed.
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Asperger's:
My life as an Earthbound alien
One CNN manager, who asked to remain anonymous, recently learned -- at 48 -- that
she has Asperger's syndrome, a form of autism. Today she shares an inside view of
life with the condition.
ATLANTA, Georgia (CNN) -- Recently, at 48 years of age, I was diagnosed with Asperger's
syndrome. For most of my life, I knew that I was "other," not quite like everyone
else. I searched for years for answers and found none, until an assignment at work
required me to research autism. During that research, I found in the lives of other
people with Asperger's threads of similarity that led to the diagnosis. Although having
the diagnosis has been cathartic, it does not change the "otherness." It only confirms
it.
When I talk to people about this aspect of myself, they always want to know what it
means to be an "Aspie," as opposed to a "Neurotypical" (NT). Oh, dear, where to start...
The one thing people seem to know about Asperger's, if they know anything at all,
is the geek factor. Bill Gates is rumored to be an Aspie. We tend to have specialized
interests, and we will talk about them, ad infinitum, whether you are interested or
not. Recognizing my tendency to soliloquize, I often choose silence, although perhaps
not often enough. Due to our extensive vocabularies and uninflected manner of speaking,
we are called "little professors," or arrogant.
I don't quite understand small talk, and early in my adult life, solecisms were frequent.
At meetings, I launch into business without the expected social acknowledgments. It's
not that I don't care about people, I am just very focused on task. Do you have to
rehearse greeting people to reinforce that you should do it? I do.
I am lucky to have a very dear friend who savors my eccentricities. She laughs, lovingly,
about one particular evening at a restaurant. Before she could get seated, I asked
her what she knew about the golden ratio and began to spew everything I know about
it. I re-emphasize how lucky I am to have her as a friend, because this incident occurred
long before I was diagnosed.
A misconception is that Aspies do not have a sense of humor. It is true that we can
be very literal, so we often miss the humor in everyday banter, but we can and do
enjoy even subtle humor. Our literal interpretations, however, can be problematic.
In first grade, whenever someone made a mess in the classroom, the teacher would ask
a student to get the janitor. The student would come back with Mr. Jones (not really
his name), who carried a broom and large folding dustpan. When I was asked to get
the janitor, I looked all over the school and reported back to the teacher that I
could not find it. After all, the person was Mr. Jones, so the janitor must be the
object, right?
I lack the ability to see emotion in most facial expressions. I compensate for this
deficiency by listening to the inflections in people's voices and using logic to determine
emotional context. The words people choose, their movements, or even how quickly they
exit a meeting can provide clues to emotion.
I also have intensified senses -- touch, taste, smell, sight, and sound -- so I am
attuned to lights, noise, textures, and smells. In a "busy" environment, I will eventually
go into sensory overload and my mind will go blank. When this happens, I have to "go
away" mentally for a brief period to regain focus. When I "return," I have to piece
together what occurred while I was "away." The additional mental processing I must
do to function every day is fatiguing, and I don't handle "ad hoc" very well. Being
asked to respond quickly in the midst of all this other processing is difficult, sometimes
impossible.
I am so sensitive to touch that a tickle hurts me. This is the hardest concept for
most people to understand. How can a tickle hurt? All I can tell you is that it does,
so I avoid being touched except by those who have learned how to touch me.
Hugs are dispensed infrequently, but if I do hug someone, I resemble Frankenstein's
monster, arms extended to control contact. When my dad (who I suspect is an Aspie,
too) and I hug, we both have "the approach." We sometimes miss and have to re-approach
a couple of times until a brief, awkward hug is achieved.
In school, other children noted my differences, and I was bullied (and tickled into
fits of despair) for years. Already needing extended periods of time alone, my response
was to become even more of a loner. Uh oh. When you are weird, you are a joke. When
you are a loner, you frighten people. It's always the quiet ones. ...
I am married (wow!), and my brilliant husband is an absolute sweetheart. I don't know
any other man who has the self-confidence to be pushed away (sometimes sharply), both
physically and mentally, as often as he has been. He has been gentle and patient (and,
yes, frequently emotionally depleted) as we both worked through my need for space,
tendency to go so deep into my own world that the real world and everyone in it cease
to exist, and sensitivity to touch during the 26 (soon to be 27) years of our marriage.
I live with anxiety, because the world can be overwhelming and people have expectations
that I always, sooner or later, fail to meet. I cannot begin to tell you how many
times I have been told that I am rude, inaccessible or cold, yet I have never purposely
tried to harm anyone, nor do I mean to be, well, mean.
I could tell you so much more, but instead let me share one last insight. Don't pity
me or try to cure or change me. If you could live in my head for just one day, you
might weep at how much beauty I perceive in the world with my exquisite senses. I
would not trade one small bit of that beauty, as overwhelming and powerful as it can
be, for "normalcy."
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Highlights:
Woman says Asperger's syndrome diagnosis at 48 helped explain "otherness"
People with Asperger's are often ultra-focused on sometimes obscure topics
With intensified senses she's ultra-attuned to lights, noise, textures, and smells
Asperger's syndrome is one of the autism spectrum disorders
Find this article at:
http://www.cnn.com/2008/HEALTH/conditions/03/28/autism.essay/index.html
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In
the prep room...
With
my dad... "Here comes the bride..."
Handing
the bride over to the groom ;-)
Whee! (I can't remember if this was before or after, maybe Jon knows)
We
did it!
Cheers!
First we drink...
And then we dance!
