Strangest things you've ever done as an autistic?

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We all have our share of obsessions, limited interests and what NTs consider, 'phases' that we go into... whether its due to what we are obsessed in our whatever... which is why I am curios to know some of the strangest things you've done that aren't considered normal to those who are NT.

For me, I have a lot of things that I obsess over... things that I could eat over and over and then get tired off. I also have interests in things like, right now, I have a big interest in reading light novels again (light novels are like manga/anime... but in written form instead of comic form) and also, I have an obsession for pizza and noodles... but I know that later, those obsessions will change to something else.

I remember being younger and I used to be obsessed with people that were sick... it was kind of weird to those who never understood. Like, I would always write fanfictions about my favorite male characters getting sick... but if someone I knew was sick, like a friend or a family member, I would obsess over it, asking the questions about how sick they are... you know that sort of thing... and it was like an obsession. I would talk about it constantly and be like, "so and so was sick and so and so was coughing today..." and I would tell everyone about it... so much that people got tired of it.

Other times, I would have obsessions with boys... it wasn't so much your 'average' i like you crush... but it was an attachment to someone I was close to. I liked that person not so much for looking up to them but... I don't know. It was mostly boys because well, like any girl, boys were boys... and I would always talk about a certain boy... how much I liked them... trying to think of how to impress them... that sort of thing but in the end, what became a bigger obsession was that when they rejected me, I would be so obsessed with hating them I couldn't look at them...

I also had times when I had rituals with things I was obsessed with. It was to a point where I learned how to mess with the person bullying me and it became kind of fun... because we were both bullying each other but it got so bad sometimes that the bully, would take it the wrong way and I would end up crying.

I also used to have this weird obsession of being a rapper... or... well... hanging my pants below my bottom... even though I hated when guys did it. I felt I was sort of obsessed with being a tomboy and at the time, I didn't really know what I was and I was jsut trying to fit in and had a poor way of doing so... it became a test to see who would think I was weird who actually knew I was just trying to fit in. Though now, I am considered as being emo because of how I have trouble being able to express my emotions and whatever... and also because I cut myself.

I also had an obsession for rocks. I would come home with rocks in my pockets and my mom would get mad. I would pick at the rocks at school and keep the ones that I liked... only for my mom to throw them out and me getting upset by it.

But as of right now, I have an obsession with anything paranormal. I loom stuff up about paranormal, plus light novels, pizza and other things I can't think of...

so, what about you? Anything people considered out of the ordinary?

When I was younger I had an obsession with mythology, especially ancient egyptian mythology and a strange obsession with dragons. Now I get obsessed with particular games and whenever I go on a train trip somewhere I always have to carry a small bag of ice cubes with me. 4 cubes to be exact. I hate being alone for a long time, I get a sort of cabin fever when I'm not doing something. I just got on my uni holidays for three weeks

Greek/Norse/Eygptian mythology. For whatever reason I always felt like Roman mythology was a rip off of Greek and never bothered with it beyond the names of the various Greek God's in Roman form.

Horror movies, eg: Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm St., Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, etc. I was really obsessed with Jason Voorhees for a while from Friday the 13th, I loved his mask, I would draw it over and over and over and over again. I think this was my attempt at overcoming a fear of death/horror movies. Also masks are great cause you don't have to see people's eyes.

Scrubs, the TV show. I love that show, and it got screwed over by the writing strike and then my interest kind of dislodged after 3 years of loving it. I still like it when I see it, but eh...

Chickens. That's one of the weirder ones for NT's when you live in the suburbs and have 4 chickens living in your backyard. Seriously, NT's are jerks about birds in suburbia, they rolled a cooked chicken breast down the hill after one of my birds went missing.

Oooh, my parents made me do basketball for a few years, and when we'd go from one side of the court to the other I'd go crashing into the mats on the side of the wall for the fun of it. I was told to not do that anymore because of how weird and un-sportsman-e it was I guess. o_o

Yeah.

I've been advised not to talk about my strangest moments. Apparently they make me look bad.

Oh, and I once got obsessed with serial killers. Then I had a three-month-long fascination with the Holocaust. Talk about utterly depressing subject matter.

Now I'm obsessed with cats and it's all good.

Oh, yeah, add serial killers to my list as well, I guess it goes hand in hand with horror movies.

That phase kinda freaked my parents out, but I got bored with it relatively quickly, now I'm obsessed with Aspergers and myself. XD

This isn't obsession-related but it stands out as my most socially awkward moment ever.

My friend had told me the high school running club was meeting at a park one weekend and that I should go since I was interested in joining.

I was completely sick with anxiety overthe idea of going by myself to this function with people I barely knew from my school.

I drove there and parked and saw a group of people standing around stretching so I walked up getting more and more nervous.

I walked up to the leader of the group who I recognized but who did not really know me and I just said "What time is it over." In the most flat, strained, robotic voice possible.

She stared at me trying to understand who I was and why I was there and why I had just been so awkward and then she smiled because she was a very friendly person and said, "Oh, you mean the running session? Well it usually lasts an hour or so... we just run around the big loop once..."

Anyway yeah, I knew what I was doing was socially incorrect at the time but I couldn't stop myself, everything in me was telling me not to approach the group and just leave except for something that made me carry out my mission of joining the group in the most awkward way possible.

The end.

That is so cruel!

I was obsessed with the Holocaust for YEARS. It really is depressing, but I read absolutely everything I could get my hands on, watched all the movies I could. That led to my 10 year long obsession with Judaism where I absorbed absolutely EVERYTHING I possibly could--even taught myself to read Hebrew in a week. I was so intent on being totally immersed in Judaism, I sought to convert to it and even moved to another province for it. This was before I seriously understood I was autistic. I ended up melting down as soon as I got there, and my brother took me home again. He was a really good sport about the whole thing--we drove a VERY long way for that.

It was majorly cruel! (note, our backyard had a hill with neighbors at the top, thus their rolling)

They also teased and taunted me when I was out tending to them, and then they made me break an egg to prove that they were real. Actually I got baited into that, but I felt really stupid and bad for breaking an egg just to prove it to a bunch of jerks who I thought were serious. Man, that memory has gained a lot of sadness since.

I do have an obsession for looking up different disorders, aside from autism and AS... but mostly anything such as bipolar disorder, personality disorders, ADHD, learning disorders... anything considered more in the disability state. I'm not sure why but its just more strange because after absorbing all of it then I am able to see someone who shows the symptoms and I am one to always say, "oh you know you sound like you could have this". I mean I know I'm no doctor but its just whenever something like a disorder or disability comes to mind when I talk to someone and I feel like I can sense it... some people find it weird too because they'll say, "wtf, you aren't a professional... you can't diagnosis someone as having something just because you research it".

But its not that I do it intentionally... I get so curious about those things that I look them up... and then later, its like I realize from how someone acts that I can say, "yeah you might have that..." and its like I just sense it.

As a child, I developed a thing about collecting as many woodlice or snails as I could, and just putting them in my dolls pram and wheeling them around... I find that quite odd now.
I would also create my own little fantasy world in the air raid shelter we had, spending quite a bit of time there.
I lined up my cuddly toys and had conversations with them, lol.

I liked to take a torch to the space behind my cabin bed, and sit behind there reading, with the pull out table pulled in, so I was totally hidden.

I would watch the same film over and over, every evening, until I knew it by heart...it comforted me.

I played the same songs over and over also, and the songs created, and still create, a seperate and private world in my head.

Now, as an adult, my oddest thing is folding rubbish up neatly before I put it in the bag and lining things up still, or rather, straightening them so they are in line with other things.

I used to cut a long time ago, a teenager who didn't know how to recognize and express emotions. Eventually I stopped cutting, and was able to learn better coping mechanisms. Scars created through SI are oftentimes permanent. Personally, it gets tiring having to wear clothing that conceals the scars that remain, reminders of a past I'd rather forget. Cutting isn't worth it in the end - find a more constructive way to communicate and handle your feelings.

That having been said, the answer to your question is: an obsession involving narcotic painkillers. I even went as far as obtaining scripts for OxyContin, Vicodin, and MS Contin. Felt like I wanted to do an experiment involving all three drugs, all at approximately the same dosages, to see which drug had the greatest painkilling effect. I talked non-stop about narcotics and what they do once inside the body, and eventually someone told me to shut the f**k up because nobody cares.

I was obsessed with The 70s for a while and I used to have my hair spiked up with three different colours.

I WAS obsessed with Horses. Now I'm not even interested, and I can tell several things about them I kinda wish i didn't.
I AM obsessed with any 3D platformer, but I'm especially attached to a particular series, and I know that won't end soon.
I HOPE to be obsessed with my guitar, because it would be awesome to finally hit the hammer-ons I can't do very well.

Well, it's all a matter of time.

I've had too many, electric transport, Buckminster Fuller, David Lynch, surfing, now still at neurology observations

I usually only have one main obsession at a time, but previous ones would still be fairly dominant in my mental activity. Certain ones remain dominant such as geopathy, general personology and health

My obsessions right now are various movies and TV shows with a sci-fi or fantasy theme, such as Doctor Who, Star Trek (TOS and related movies only), the movies of Tim Burton, as well as others. I have created an imaginary world (or more accurately, imaginary universe) encompassing all of them.

Earlier tonight, I began a family tree detailing the genealogy of the hypothetical offspring between my favorite pairings. For example, if the Doctor (10 because he's my favorite) and Spock had a child, that child would be 1/2 Time Lord, 1/4 Vulcan and 1/4 human. If that child were to produce offspring with the child of the Mad Hatter and Willy Wonka (who, in my imagination, are of an alien race called "Burtonians"), then the resulting child would be 1/2 Burtonian, 1/4 Time Lord, 1/8 Vulcan and 1/8 human.

I wanted to work out the genetic make-up of what would happen if that child were to have children with a full-blooded human, but I got stuck. I went to my brother and asked him to help me with a math problem. He took one look at the chart I made, shook his head and said "That is the nerdiest s**t I have ever seen." I took it as a compliment. "Geekiest" would have been a more accurate term, but I don't mind being called a "nerd" either.