Are You Attracted to Water?

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I just read that autistic children are highly attracted to water and, if one goes missing, search watery places first.

I have to assume that adults with autism would also be highly attracted to water? I know that I am, always was.

Are you?

I've always loved water. Even after a near drowning as a toddler. My very first memory.

I never had this attraction.

I think I did slightly as a kid. There was one water park we used to go to maybe once a year, and I would spend hours there just running around getting soaked. And I like playing with the garden hose etc. Loved taking long baths. Nowadays I don't really like water too much... I hate swimming, and showering is a chore.

Only if it's warm! And no, baths are like a chore. And my bathroom is dim unfortunately.
Either way, I'm rather distracted at home just to get a bath.


But in terms of going someplace, anything not involving swimming or bath, water physics are sometimes distracting. Maybe hypnotic. I'm tempted to grab a stick, and play it around. Yes, I'm an adult.

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Ill answer because I've always been attracted to water.
Swimming-Being submerged in water is physically soothing, add a snorkel and there might be no need to live on land.
The sound it makes, waves, lapping, flowing, falling -all excellent.
How it looks -the stillness of a lake on a misty morning, currents, the way light reflects on surface waves, the shapes of whitecaps, the patterns in waves, the power in the Atlantic waves, waterfalls, weirs, all mesmerising.

Salt water is like a home for me. I can't remember not being able to swim. As a child I preferred to swim under water, and only came up for air very briefly. I love snorkeling and used to do a lot of SCUBA diving.

Now my favourite way of enjoying the ocean is on a windsurfer. This video clip provides a good explanation of my relationship to water, although I'm too old and not good enough to do any aerobatics

the western fjords of Norway, been there once, hope to go back. Totally amazing.

I'm drawn to water. The sound of waves is beautiful.

Oh, yeah! I can't get ENOUGH of the ocean----ALL bodies of water, really. Interestingly, I have an extreme AVERSION to water, first thing in the morning, though----I don't wanna look at it, hear it, drink it----and, I ESPECIALLY don't want it, touching my skin. After I've had my coffee, I'm "good-to-go", though.

One time when I was on vacation in Old Orchard Beach, I got to see the most beautiful sight of nature ever. I got to stand on the beach as a full moon in a cloudless sky shone its light down on the ocean, giving it the appearance of a bed of diamonds perpetually twinkling as it was constantly in motion. Plus just the sound of the waves crashing along the shoreline is soo relaxing. It was nice to cross something like that off my bucket list.

I love the sight of water lapping against the shore. I love riding in a speedboat with the wind blowing in my hair and seeing the water foaming up with the movement of the boat. I like wading in water.

But I'm also terrified of drowning and I can't swim, so I stay in the shallow end.

I love water.

I like the feel and the serenity of it. I kind of have a weird swimming style; rather than swimming the way you'd be taught during swimming lessons (freestyle, backstroke, etc.), I just dart around beneath the water while using my arms and feet. I don't know how to do it any other way, and I like to be completely submerged. I also keep my eyes open and don't wear goggles.

There's no better feeling than being alone in a pool and slipping underwater, where it's blue and tranquil.

I enjoy playing in water, playing with fire, playing with clay, playing with Legos, and playing around with my wife.

Does this mean I simply must be autistic?

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It was certainly true of me from an early age. One way I used to calm myself as a small child was to fill up a laundry tub with cold water, put a blue bag in it (these were for whitening clothes, they made blue trails in the water) and stand there for hours, swirling the water around watching the patterns. Fortunately the tub was in the basement so I could hide away down there unnoticed - not that I was noticed unless it suited them!

It is no accident that decades later I live by the sea, and often calm myself by going to the shoreline and watching the pattern of the waves - and the huge shoals of fish that come to spawn at this time of year, and that I bought a property with it's own stream in the back garden, and after heavy rain the stream runs strongly down hill to the sea, making a lovely noise that is immensely comforting (as well as giving the birds a source of water in these hot dry summers).

An astrologer once told me that it was very important for me to live near water to be happy - and he didn't even know of my fascination with it! He got that right...

I was never taught to swim, I simply knew how the moment I was in the water - and the only sport I was a champion in was swimming, no surprise really. However these days with advanced age I am more like a water buffalo than the speedster of my youth who set records for sprint swims. I would like to learn paddle boarding now if I am ever fit enough and stable enough on my new hips. And I love being on yachts or boats of any kind. Was fortunate enough to sail around NZ on a large catamaran (the first time this circumnavigation had been done in a catamaran, tracing the voyage of Captain Cook). Even in the vicious Southern Sea storms I wasn't frightened - I loved every minute of it, the dolphins following the boat on good days, the sense of wonder when 30 foot waves crashed against us in the worst storms - it was magical! Up on the deck under the stars in the middle of the night on 2 hour watch, I saw the waves rising quickly and a strong gale coming up, and alerted the Sailing Master. We should have pulled in to the coast really, for safety, but he was an adventurous type (like me, more adventure than caution in those years) and instead chose to raise the sails and ride it out. It was one of the most exciting nights of my life, we literally threw all caution to the wind and faced the unknown, and it was the biggest rush of adrenalin I have ever experienced. The South Sea going toward the Antartic can be brutal. It's not for p*****s!

I have never felt so alive and engaged with life as when we sailed full on through that storm, knowing that we might all be dead in a few hours and yet not caring, just wanting to do it and see what happened.. The sea can be magical. There's nothing that compares to it...