Thank you all, reading your comments helped a lot. I've came to the conclusion that I should look at the positive, and that is the fact that the people who know me best recognized that this actually is it, not just that it somewhat resembles the struggles I've had, but that it captures them perfectly, that this is me.
I've been thinking a lot over the past hour or so about a comment my mother made yesterday, while we were having a big conversation about Asperger's and me. She pointed out that this explains one of the hardest parts of raising me-- not there being something "wrong" or "bad" about it or me, just that it was difficult because she didn't know why (now she does and is relieved to finally know)--and it speaks to the bottom line, with me, of social disconnectedness. She told me that when I was around 14-16 she and I had been having an argument, and what frustrated her was, despite the fact that I could verbally argue with her, and we could interact, she couldn't reach me. She couldn't, at all, get inside me and understand what was going on internally. That frustrated her. In short, there was a wall there, and one that had always been there. Then she told me that she talked to my dad that night (and this is where it really struck me), and told him that she could only deal with my behaviors. That's all there was that she could reach. What struck me so much was that feeling she expressed of not being able to get inside me (apparently NT's can do that with each other-- get inside and understand their motivations and emotional states, the things that lead up to the behaviors), and that is precisely how I feel about other people-- I can't get in, I can only deal with their behaviors. In explaining myself to her that way, by pointing out that her inability to "get inside" me was just like my inability to get inside anyone else, she can understand better how it feels from my end, it's the same type of feeling she had with me, only instead of just one person, I have that feeling with everyone.
What I guess I'm getting at, is that while people who sort of know me, or knew me only while interacting with me in a very controlled environment 15-20 years ago, may balk at the idea due to preconceived notions of what this is, for those who "know" me best, those who spend the most time with me, this is giving them a refreshing explanation, one that fits and has already led to better understanding and better communication. That's enough, it has to be.
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