CleverKitten wrote:
I remember that as a child, I did not nearly demand as much attention from Mom as my NT brother did, and he demanded attention from me as well.
I actually was given more attention than I wanted, and desired solitude more than anything.
This is me and my brother; he was so loud and messy, I was always quiet and very happy to be alone. Mum tells a story of me making a cardboard friend when I was around 3 years old, and she thought it was sad and that I must be lonely. My brother was born the next year. What she doesn't understand is, I
remember making that cardboard friend, and I wasn't making it because I was lonely, I was very happy in my own little world. I just needed extra bodies at my tea party, but I didn't want them to talk or bother me

. Oh well, I got used to my brother in the end lol