"There's this pushy and bossy woman on the Cinderella sequels. Her name is Prudence, and she's not evil, but she's just....I don't know how to describe it. She's not evil, but she's just...kind of pushy and really weird."
So said a 6th grader in one of her reviews of children's movies. Prudence is both my name and the name of the fictional character I find myself relating the most to. (I would love to find screenshots of her so I can make avatars, if anyone would be so kind as to make said screenshots.)
Good afternoon. Well, I suppose you would like to know about my personal history with Asperger's Syndrome. I'm truly not sure how I earned my diagnosis in my younger years.
I taught myself to walk and talk before turning 3 months old, and I was born prematurely! When I was 2 years, I lectured other toddlers at a day care center for not matching their colors correctly. The adults began talking about me, and the next thing I knew, I was sent to the preschool. I have always stayed ahead in school. Besides, the preschool was simply much more fun than that crowded daycare was. They had a play castle inside, so I pretended to be in charge of it.
I also recall designing detailed factory plans. It was a bacon factory I was designing, to be precise. I loved bacon at the time. Adults would say that they wished their college students were as bright as I, and I was very flattered! I never considered myself to be smart, however. I was simply being myself.
A few years later, my world began to crash to the floor when I received my diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. My father received the same diagnosis, but he is in denial to this day. "In denial" would not be the best way to explain my feelings on it, though I don't know what would be a way to put it. "Confused" seems to be too simple a term.
I realize that I am repeating parts of what I already stated on another topic, but sometimes redundancy is required. As I stated in my thread regarding hyperlexia -
I'm an anal-retentive persona, I have exaggerated gestures, I sometimes make poor eye contact when surprised, I don't like my world being changed, I like to have leadership positions, and I like fantasy.
That's it. I really don't think you can call someone ret*d because of the way she occasionally folds her arms behind her back. Then again, I really don't think anyone should be called ret*d. My partner, by coincidence, is clearly an Aspergian and I love him very dearly. He fits the stereotype a lot better than I, for better or for worse.
It seems conceited to think of oneself as the highest form of high-functioning, but what else am I supposed to think? Of course, most people offline do not have a clue about my childhood diagnosis. I'm self-conscious, almost to the point of paranoia. Those I have told said they would never have been able to guess.
Hm. Something bothers me about saying "a person with autism" instead of saying "an autistic person." Does this make me a person with femaleness, a person with tallness, and a person with svelteness? Can't you tell how preposterous those terms sound?
Furthermore, it bothers me that both I and my partner have been called "much too successful to be autistic." That's certainly an ignorant statement.
Anyway, here I am. I look forward to hearing your opinions and finding out answers to my questions. I truly enjoy socializing, and a great deal of my life and my work involve it. Thank you.