Acacia wrote:
The problem I have with this idea is that people who are on the higher-functioning end of the spectrum (I'll go ahead and throw myself in that camp) tend to live in the day-to-day NT world and have to deal with its problems. They usually have jobs and possibly families and go about their lives acting like everyone else, but they can't ever truly be a full-participant in that world. They are frauds and actors. I know because I'm one of them.
I sometimes wish that I could either just be "neurotypical" or be more seriously afflicted with Autism. Having AS is like being able to taste the juice of the sweetest fruit, but never actually eat it. Like an octagon-shaped peg trying to fit into a nonagon-shaped hole... almost but not quite. Having Asperger's may not be like catching the Flu, but it's a disorder that traps minds behind an impenetrable plexiglass wall. You can see what's out there, but can't touch it. It's maddening.
I can see where you are coming from, and feelings of loneliness/isolation/alienation do seem to be huge issues for a lot of people on WP. Personally, I do not feel trapped in my mind, and I do not feel that I want to eat the fruit. I used to believe that there was something deeply wrong with me, because I did not feel much of a need to connect with people or to participate in their world. Growing up, I never played with the other kids or had any friends until high school, but I never felt lonely, and I was perfectly happy being alone. It was only when people told me that I was a psycho freak for being this way that I felt bad about myself. Beyond the practicalities of making a living in the mainstream world, I do not feel the need to participate in it. I do not feel that I am missing out on anything. What I do feel is the need to be my genuine self and to participate in the world of my interests, my values, my family and friends, and any other people whom I should meet and connect with in the future. I guess there is a plexiglas wall, but the wall is old and dirty, so while I can see what is out there, what I see is blurry and murky, and I don't really understand it, and I don't really want to touch it. For the people I can connect with, the wall rotates around me, so the dirty half goes to the back, and the clean half comes to the front. There is still a wall, but it is no different from the wall that every person has around his or her mind.
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