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Tomas73
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17 May 2013, 5:21 am

Yup I think the social evidence of aspergers may become stronger as one has more experiences. It is more apparent in hindsight.



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17 May 2013, 6:00 am

mikassyna wrote:
isometry wrote:
The girl has a good memory and attention to detail, but is very sociable. The boy is obsessed with video games, sensitive to loud noises and to losing (be it a card game or a ball game) and a very picky eater, so I am more suspicious about him, but he is still reasonably sociable.


What is "reasonably sociable"?

My parents/family thought I was "very sociable" with my adult relatives (and at least whatever other kids who HAD to play with me) but those kids probably wouldn't CHOOSE to play with me if they weren't expected to. The "normal" kids at school didn't want to play with me. I wound up befriending random other oddballs who also couldn't make friends but I couldn't even keep those friendships for very long before I said or did something unintentionally to alienate/upset/piss them off.


Good question. :-) Well he does like to play with other children, but sometimes if he has visitors, he may suddenly take a "gaming break" and his older sister has to attend to his vistors (at least until he is busted).



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17 May 2013, 6:08 am

Sounds familiar; I still do that now! :wink:



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17 May 2013, 11:19 am

mikassyna wrote:
My parents/family thought I was "very sociable"


When I was younger (many, many years ago), I suspected I had social issues. I remember telling this to my parents. I remember my parents telling me that “you do fine” (in social settings). That I was no different than others.

At the time, I believed them (but was still suspicious).

Every once in a while, I think back to that incident, trying to determine if my parents were: a) in denial or b) simply clueless or c) trying to protect me. Probably a little bit of each.