What I've noticed about being with other AS people is this:
When I know them very well, as in the case of my son, the connection is phenomenal because we accept each other for all the quirks and idiosyncracies, and they don't matter anymore except as a reason to laugh and point at each other.
It takes me a little while to get used to communicating with other AS people. Kids aren't too bad because there's a natural adult/student relationship there that is respected to some extent. Other grown ups...I have to take some time to learn their habits and then desensitize myself in a way. Usually other people's tics drive me crazier than my own do, so I have to get used to them and then set it in my mind that it's a tic and I can't change it. For that matter, neither can they.
Now, once we get to know each other, I start to be able to follow their connections as well as my own. I have noticed that with my son having been living with his dad for 6 months, it's getting harder to follow his connections because I am not with him all the time and I am losing my frame of reference for him. He says that it is the same for him.
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"All those things that you taught me to fear
I've got them in my garden now
And you're not welcome here" ---Poe