I am wondering how common this is in the AS/autism community, how many people here have experienced this. As a child, sometimes when I would get in trouble by my parents or teachers, I would laugh. This would seal my guilt in their eyes, even if I was NOT really guilty. One time my big brother destroyed the walls in one room of our house. He took a putty knife/scraper and used the sharp edge of it to poke holes all over the walls in that room. I came in later and found it, and then my father walked in. All he saw was me standing there with the destroyed walls. Hell, I was in just as much shock as he was!! I didn't know what happened, but my older brother denied it. So it had to fall on me. And I was so upset and scared about getting into trouble over it, but all I could do was laugh. To him, this meant I was guilty. I cried and told him I couldn't have done it, but I was still laughing despite my tears!! This happened many times, including sometimes when my dad spanked me. I would just laugh and my parents would call me evil.
Tony Attwood mentions in his book Asperger's Syndrome: A Guide For Parents and Professsionals, which I am nearly finished reading, that this is actually a common thing for kids with AS. He says one thing parents should know is that kids do not do this on purpose and they are not evil or sick in the head, it's just something many kids with AS do. I can relate very easily to this, because many times when this would happen to me as a child, my mother would tell me I was a sick, evil little brat and I needed to "have my head examineded by a psychiatrist". She threatened me with the psychiatrist thing quite often and it scared the hell out of me. She said they would lock me up and "fix" me.
To me the way my mother reacted was actually emotionally abusive, but I really wish she would have gone through with it because I might have been diagnosed as AS years ago. But then again, that was back in the 80s and the early 90s, so maybe not.
Also whenever someone close to me died, such as my grandparents, my aunt, and one of my uncles, I always expressed my grief the only way I knew to: indifference. It bothered me that they died, but I had no idea how to grieve so I wouldn't appear to have been affected. This also pissed my parents off to no end and they really thought I was evil. They even had me thinking that, perhaps I was evil and I didn't know it. This is another thing Tony Attwood mentions he has seen many times in kids with AS.
Sorry to carry on, but when I read this in the book last night I smiled and told my wife how happy I was to read that. I had already included it in my notes to my psychologist, and I made sure to highlight that spot in my book as well.