grayson wrote:
I have had the same realization: I don't actually know as much about social interaction as I thought I did. For me, however, it's a realization in the other direction -- not that I keep learning more and getting better, but that I keep realizing that the things I thought I knew and the things I thought I was very good at are not in fact that way.
I've experienced this too.
I remember reading something by an autistic person who'd tricked herself at one point into thinking that if she found a method of socializing, she was no longer autistic. She said that now that she was much older, she saw younger autistics doing the same thing, and didn't know what to say to them because they were in for a bit of a shock down the road.
I certainly know that every time I think I've got something figured out, something comes along to tell me that I don't really know that much about it at all.
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