Ridiculed in public for no reason?

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Earlier today I went to the store and two boys said that I walk very stiff and I'm like a robot, they didn't know me and I didn't know them. This is the second time it's happened.

I don't have a good walk, I have to calculate everything. My eyes are usually glued to the ground so I don't have to look at peoples faces and I can see what's coming ahead and what I should avoid. My gait is just odd, I also am very clumsy and walking around, especially when other people are out, if an ordeal. It's not bad in the city where I can blend into a crowd and no one looks at me, but on a small residential block with only me and a few others outside, it's quite easy to see.

I've been mocked in public for my facial expressions, smiles, and spacing off. It's really quite annoying, it makes me want to go out even less than what I do now, which isn't much.

I dont care what people think any more,
I wear Pooh anf Tigger overalls if anyone
says anything I blow a raspberry and laff
at them and enjoy the shocked looks on their
faces.

If it bothers you you might video tape yourself and practice acquiring more NT movements and mannerisms.

Actors practice acquiring new mannerisms all the time.

So sorry--I had this happen too and it hurts

Yes I can relate to this. I have a bit of an odd clumsy gate too. I have had peolple mock my facial expressions and the way I walk as well.
And it does seem they want you to see and feel the rejection, as if to eject us from society. As a result, just like you I avoid going out because of it too. It's a vicious circle, the more I go out and experience the mocking, the more self conscious I become. And then the more self conscious I become, the more clumsy I become because you start to dwell on it. I have started standing up to them now though and not taking threir crap. staring back and having somthing to say back to them. Since I started doing this I am feeling more confident and is becoming less of a problem for me. If you don't stand up to people they think they can walk in our faces. Its hard to stand up to them I know, but harder if we don't.

Yes.

I don't care what people say about me, any more. If a bunch of teenage jokers and older jokers who don't know any better want to make fun of me, they can. I'm not like everybody else and I'm not going to make myself like everybody else, on the account of a few ignorant losers.

My sentiments exactly.

These people really show themselves up for what they really are. I allways believe that all of us are entitled to dignity and respect, no matter what. I am very happy not to be like them. You are right on here, they are the LOSERS. We are just being our own special selves, doing our own special thing.

I knew someone in his early 20s who walked slightly hunched over, wore bright red suspenders, and sounded like Barney the Dinosaur when he talked.
Since he went to a special school, though, he wasn't bullied, but when he mingled with NTs, they avoided him like the plague since he usually talked their ear off.
As a 12-year-old, I thought people made fun of me for no reason, but looking back, I know exactly what I did wrong.

Go to gym and be physically strong and people will respect you.

In late 1993, someone micked my gait as I was walking down to the shopping centre, which sent me into a severely depressed and angry state. More recently, I've frequently had people look at me in a mocking manner, laugh at me or flip the bird, all because I got agitated and tried getting away from them when they obviously had a contagious illness, and were coughing their lungs out without even covering their mouths. (In one such instance, they then deliberately coughed all over me, as they were getting off the bus, right in full view of the driver. The gutless driver did absolutely nothing.)

Plus, several times as I've walked to/from the supermarket down the road, morons zooming by in cars have harrassed me as they were going by, either by beeping their horn or yelling. If you don't have a car in this hellhole area, you're treated as a second-class citizen. And I haven't been able to get a job with enough hours, despite making countless applications, and I'm the wrong race to get an interest-free car loans (being "evil racist" wh***y).

Several times in the past, but those people just didn't know better so I can't blame them.

What you describe sounds like a classic case of AS, so not your fault. I agree with previous posters about taking up mannerism to smooth it out.

Cheerfully,
Wallourdes

How does that become this:

"Ridiculed in public for no reason?"

How old were these children? Is there any possibility they were just thinking out loud will no ill intent?

I've been made fun of in public twice, both incidents occurred back in February. The first one, someone called me "assburger" when I was talking to one of my friends just before we boarded the bus to go to the college.

The second one occurred later in the month when a huge snowstorm resulted in class being canceled for the day at the last minute. Waiting at the downtown terminal for the bus to go home, two teenage guys decided to make fun of me. I just moved to a different location. When I left to catch the bus, they made fun of me again.

Not acceptable behavior if the intent was indeed to deride you (Which may or may not be true. You could just be misinterpreting words with relatively harmless intent, not directed specifically at you, but about you, as a personal attack.), but what can you do about it that won't just encourage them in all likelihood? There are jerks out there who will seize a chance to make themselves feel big by attempting to cut another person down; there always will be, for as much as we wish it was not the case. At the end of the day, however that sort of overcompensation for lack of self-esteem won't make them more secure with themselves and only reveals how unworthy a emotional response they are. Therefore, if you don't feel like letting them know how little stock you put into their opinion, then keep walking and let them live out what I'm sure are very fulfilling existences.

Last edited by Jordan87 on 08 Nov 2010, 4:17 am, edited 2 times in total.

Yeah kids I don't know were dicks to me when I was walking down the street more times than I can count. Both when I was a kid and an adult.