Life as an aspie stinks. Period.

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Many Bob and Carole Normals often give useless
information because they think they "have to"
help, but they don't want to admit they can't
do anything about it.

I just tell them their comments are useless or
that their information is useless and that I am
going to look for someone who CAN give me
info that IS useful.

And I walk away leaving them with that
"shocked" look on their faces.

I won't pretend to know what to do if a frend
of mine has a problem, I feel bad for them
but I won't pretend to know what to do and
I won't lie to them or give them a false promise
of hope either.

I can only wish that things get better for them
and apologise if that last statement I made
was useless to them.

You could have written the sentence with a plural noun subject:

Human beings need to have meaning in their lives. If their lives have no meaning, if they labour without any fruit coming from that labour, they start to wish they were dead because toil is not its own reward.

True. But I write stream of consciousness style. If I have to think about it, it's usually gone. That also gets me in trouble.

Do you have any beneficial relationships with other people? Physical, intellectual, emotional?

I believe it's good you don't listen to the advice to just suck it up, get over it, and make something of myself. You can't just turn off how you feel. Well actually you can, like a battle hardened soldier, but it's not helpful.

I would like to offer the different possibility for an aspie life.

I am married happily, and voluntarily gave up my job (which I was liking) to stay home with our baby.

My life freak'n rocks. Period.

I freakin love being an aspie. There are just too many ignorant people out there.

Hm... I've always felt like the world is a sh***y place, but not because I (possibly) have AS so much as because most people are really stupid and appear to be hellbent on screwing everything up. I think the reason we're so "negative" is because our (typically) higher intelligence enables us to see this unfortunate reality for what it is. Also, a lot of the most brilliant people to ever live (Howard Hughes, for instance) have gone completely insane. I don't know the statistics, but it almost seems like highly intelligent people are more likely to suffer from depression and various other mental illnesses than stupid people, who are generally content with a mediocre existence in an extremely counterintuitive and inefficient world.

I'm not sure if you're a Simpsons fan, but there's an episode that summarizes my sentiments perfectly. Homer gets a brain scan, which reveals that he's got a crayon lodged in his brain; when the doctors remove the crayon, he becomes a genius. The problem is, he immediately realizes how stupid everybody is, and it's hard for him to tolerate it. Additionally, it isn't long before everybody harasses him for being smart. In the end, he takes another crayon and, with the aid of a stupid friend (Moe), puts it in his brain via his nostril, rendering him a moron once again--but a happy, content moron. As he says in his [mental] suicide note to Lisa, "I've taken the easy way out." (Or something like that.)

Indeed, I think life would probably be much easier if I were a complete dumbass, but I'm not. However, why dwell on the negative aspects of this? The very least I can do is try to get a great job and acquire a lot of power. This way, I can exact revenge on some of the people who made me feel like ripping my hair out and shoving a pencil into my esophagus. I'll also be able to afford the extensive therapy that I probably need...

My life is better than 99.99% of other people life. I'm Aspie and my life doesn't sucks. I'm pretty happy. I've some problem, NT have other problems. I've seen people going crazy because they don't have the money to buy the newest car or didn't have a promotion after years of social relation.. I don't have those problem.

WTB a life that freak'n rocks.

Anyways, to answer the OP, not all of us have bad lives and whine or cry about it. My own life has hardly been peachy, nor is it peachy right now. I complain about it alot, but almost always in jest. The only time I seriously whine or complain is when I'm stuck outside during the daylight and don't have my shades. Being practically blind really sucks and I will most emphatically whine about it.

That said, I take what is my life and simply use rationalization and intellectualization as defense mechanisms against those which drag down. As much as this has gotten me in trouble, and brought me close to suicide as well, it has worked better than emotion. However, I am working to wisely integrate the two, as much as is possible, and as difficult as it may be.

It's a common proverb that life is what you make of it. This is both true and untrue. Untrue in the fact that if you get hit by a car, you ain't making sh*t of that but a bloodstain. But true in the fact that your determination, reason and passion, as well as your ability to compromise with the world can get you somewhere. However....

Nothing is ever easy.

Okay, not trying to be all crazy on everyone, but I got REALLY depressed once. Nothing mattered. And then, here's the part I'm trying not to sound crazy in, I picked up a bible and read. I'm not saying a specific religion but being so sure that there was something greater out there just gave my life meaning. Suddenly, things were worth doing again. Maybe you should pick up a bible, any bible, if you haven't already.

But another thing is medication. Some meds, even just the cold and flu stuff, can make you very sad all the time . Be careful what you take!

I don't think it's so much HIGHER intelligence as a DIFFERENT KIND of intelligence. We can see things that others can't. I was tested at an adult IQ at the age of 4. I am going to make an appointment with a MENSA tester to see if I really am an actual genius. I know that I have spent my life seeing what others can't, and by speaking it out loud. That tends to make me a threat. I suppose in some other time I'd be executed in some gruesome way as a threat to the Establishment.

Even if I'm not a genius per se, I do think differently. I often feel powerless simply because morons have the power, and do with me as they please. I suppose if I was a NT, I'd feel "grateful" that I was allowed to live and work at a crappy job. I'd feel secure in the knowledge that Nanny Government was watching out for me. But I know that the Nanny State is evil and Obama has the IQ of a boiled carrot.


Robert Kiyosaki compared the average American to a chicken being watched by foxes. Chickens are dumb, their sole purpose is to serve as food. Put one in a little pen and feed it and it's happy. It never realizes that it is meant to be dinner until it is too late. So the American chickens get fat, and now it's time to be slaughtered, so NOW they're clucking.

A genius is, in many cases, a chicken born with the soul of a fox. It knows that it's going to be cooked for dinner, but it can't break out of the henhouse. It tries to warn the other chickens, but chickens don't care about stuff like that. The fox comes to collect his meals, and the chicken/fox is screaming "WE'RE ALL DEAD, DON'T YOU SEE IT, WE'RE THAT GUY'S DINNER!" and the other chickens say relax, he's not a fox, he's a good guy.

Of course, the genius gets eaten first, since he's a threat. NOW the other chickens are upset, because it's roasting time! But it's too late. They didn't realize that they should have listened to that weird chicken talking about being dinner for some mysterious fox until it was too late. (Anybody who's seen the movie Chicken Run will appreciate this.)

That's how I feel. My sole consolation is that I'll be the first to get a hatchet to the neck. And yes, it does make me depressed. I have actually had the privilege of talking to a "fox" or two, albeit low ranking foxes, and once you've done that you realize just how inadequate being a chicken with the soul of a fox makes you feel.

Here we go

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I find my life fun enough (I'm not exactly the most "mild" case out there either). :/

I mean, yeah, I'm socially isolated in person compared to...normal people, but I don't mind, and I know the person I want to know. I have fun with my special interest, which provides endless amounts of fun and recreation.

I guess I'm lucky in that I have that interest which doesn't involve something I can't do due to the ASD....

And what about those chickens that become foxes hmm? I would wager that becoming the president of the US as an american elevates you to that position. And it is quite possible for many people to do it. The chicken that was Obama with his IQ of a carrot as you say outmanuevered the foxes to become a fox. How does someone stupid manage to do that? How did the chicken of Gengis Khan become a fox that ruled what was the majority of the known world as the emperor fox?

People in power do not get there without a quality separating them from the horde. Normally several. The generic ones being ambition, intelligence, charisma, and determination. Not all of them have all of those, but there is almost no one in power who is truly stupid. Yes, they might follow stupid beliefs, but that does not make them personally stupid, they can follow them quite intelligently. Bin Laden follows a religion that in all logic is a fairy tale, and provoked the most powerful militaristic nation on the planet. Rather stupid no? Yet he pulled off a brilliant plan, and has pulled off a few others since, as well as being still alive, despite many many people wanting to kill him. A stupid follower, but a highly intelligent one.

If you have conspiracy theories, it's never a good idea to underestimate your opponent. He wouldn't be a real opponent if he was actually stupid.

Alot of people also believe George W. Bush was stupid. I believe he had many stupid ideologies and beliefs, but guess what? He got into power, stayed in power, and pushed his idea's through. Those idea's followed his beliefs, so to his mind, they succeeded.

It turns out that anybody in power usually is a fox masquerading as a chicken. It's easy to do, since chickens aren't that smart. Look into the ancestry of any political leader, and you'll find nobles and kings out the wazoo. No American president has been elected who did NOT have ancestral ties to the British royal family, including Obama (through his mother). Obama's father was related to the precolonial rulers of what is now Kenya.

I don't know if I would call Obama stupid per se, when people say that a political leader is stupid they usually mean he lives in a bubble. Calvin Coolidge, who was president from 1923 to 1929, was commonly called stupid, but he translated Dante's Inferno into English in his spare time, among other feats. He wasn't talkative like most politicians, so people thought he was dumb, but his lack of verbosity was deliberate. Obama is the true Bubble Boy, he's always had the world handed to him on a silver platter and has basically run for president his entire life. He never thought about what he would DO as president, just that it was his birthright. W was the same way.

They remind me of the "idiot kings" that popped up every so often in Europe. They were men who had their futures assured, and they had zero contact with the people, so they had little clue how to actually run their kingdoms. Commonly, a king would drain the treasury on stupid stuff, not out of malice but because he had no concept of money. Starting wars was another specialty, wars over stupid stuff. The kings knew that the public could always be diverted from their problems by a war. So they ran up debt to finance wars until the people grew restless, at which point a younger brother or a cousin would dump the king. Arrogance was another hallmark. They could force the highest dukes to bow to them, so it was rampage time until another faction of the royal family put a stop to it.

Obama isn't actually running the show, he's got the true foxes hiding behind the curtains who are trying to steal as much as they can then get out of Dodge with as many chickens as they can carry before the chickens rumble. You can only torture an animal, even a chicken, so much.

The world is run by some VERY evil foxes, and they want all the chickens dead and cooked. They have had a full henhouse for so long they don't seem to realize that they now have the power to wipe out not only the chickens but themselves too, with nuclear weapons. Yes, there's such a thing as too many chickens. But starting a nuclear war to reduce the number of chickens is really dumb. It's like how the European kings of 1900 didn't realize how devastating a "nice little war" would be until they got too deep, because wars had always been fought with sabers and swords and maybe some muskets. The new weapons of war meant unbelievable carnage, yet nobody wanted to back down, they kept throwing their people into the fire in the hopes of winning.

Now, they will use all the weapons they can muster against one another and sacrifice the henhouse. Only you can't bring a dodo back from extinction. Once the chickens are extinct, they're GONE. The foxes don't seem to realize that it will be curtains for them too in that case. They can have their bunkers and such, only the food WILL run out. Then they will die.