I'm here after coming across the Wikipedia page a few days ago and realizing to my detriment (which is not to disparage those of you who find some pride in your condition) that I've had Aspergers all my life in varying degrees and it could be getting worse as an adult-it sure was as a child. It's self diagnosed at this point but it does explain a lot of issues I've had with communication, making friends and keeping or finding jobs especially suitable ones. I don't really know what to do now-it's kind of a shock.
I live in Los Angeles about a block from the new Robert Kennedy school complex on the grounds of the old Ambassador Hotel-that's where he was killed in June 1968 after winning the Democratic California primary.
I've been writing a movie partially set at Pasadena's Las Encinas psychiatric hospital, Cutting Confessions-it's based on real life and is a bizarre story. I did that partially as a way to help or reach a girl I met there who doesn't seem to care about much of anything regardless and to make my own life better-for the most part that hasn't happened but it has attracted the attention of a psychotic criminal she was involved with determined to ruin both of our lives and my computer-I've had to become something of an expert at computer security by necessity.
I've always had a one track mind with deep interests in one or two things which I now see are part of the condition. That thing currently is music and attempting to collect nearly every hit record and album track ever recorded-it also goes with being a Disc Jockey which I was never that successful at for reasons that are clearer to me once I found that Wikipedia article, which I'm sure is just a basic introduction to the condition it makes all the sense in the world I've been afflicted with unknowingly my whole life.
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Rodney Peterson
Writer-Cutting Confessions-One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest meets Slumdog Millionaire