Willard wrote:
I think I was able to manage fairly well from about 21 through about 40, when for some reason beyond my ken, both my abilities and my desire to fit in began to decline rapidly. Fortunately just a few years into that downward cycle I discovered what AS was and was formally diagnosed.
At this point,I have good days and bad days, but I just don't have the mental energy anymore to keep that mask on constantly. I try, but its just not there anymore. Maybe I was always this inept and I'm just aware of it now.
All things being said though, I think both myself and everyone who knew me all my life knew I was not like everybody else, though nobody had a name for that difference. But the only people who had a problem with it were the management pr**ks I worked for.
That's me, only I stopped making the effort in my middle thirties. I think a big trigger for me was my job. I had a great paying job but I was constantly forced to deal with people in crisis mode (usually a crisis forged in the fires of their own stupidity) and it began to prey upon me in a way I couldn't cope with anymore. I started to despise people and it poisoned every part of my life!
Now, I have a job that pays terrible, but affords me much more solitude and I'm much happier. I spend my free time going to school, studying things that interest me, and doing things I want to do rather than things i hafta do!
My old colleagues think I'm crazy for giving up the money, but my new found happiness is worth so much more.
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No man is free who is not master of himself.~Epictetus