Post ONE fact about yourself (and your asperger's)

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When I look at numbers or letters, they clearly have a gender, and somewhat of a personality.

For instance, 4 is female, and nice, 9 is female, and a real b***h. 1 is male and a natural leader, 5 is male and a sneaky jerk and a liar.

Come to think of it, most of these characters are male. I consider about 10 letters to be female.

A childhood friend of mine told me that his character genders were from a children's puppet show. Perhaps there was a TV show on when I was a child that gave characteristics to these characters that I adopted.

I was so obsessed with Sainsbury's supermarket stores that on a week in London, all I did in my spare time was travel to, and visit, said Sainsbury's supermarket stores.

I can't hear at all well in crowded, noisy places. Often when I'm in the pub and someone's talking to me, I don't seem to have a lot of clue about what they're saying. If someone shouts for me, I don't hear them until someone prods me into action. If there's noise, I can hear very little but that noise which is why, when I want to talk while the TV is on, I have to ask the person to turn it down so I can hear them properly. Which is more than a bit irritating for the other people watching, as you might imagine.

The closest thing I could compare it to is this: go in a crowded place (like a pub), set a tape recorder running and then start talking normally. When you get to a quieter place, listen to that recording. You'd be surprised. Whilst most normal might be about to filter it out, I can't. I just can't.

My family and I live in a big house, and it is messy. I can walk thru the 10+ rooms in the house, and hours later e.g. my son can ask. "I cant find a wheel of one my many toy cars, where is it?.

I can wind back the footage of the rooms in my mind and be able to say exactly where it is. Applies to anything, not only toy cars

^I struggle with noisy places as well. The conversations begin to "smear" together and I fail to focus on just one. Social interaction is exhausting in itself. Add a noisy layer on top of that, and it is a complete disaster for me.

One fact about me:
My mother found out that I was hyperlexic when I was age 2-- when she caught me reading her romance novels aloud. I was a spelling and vocabulary whiz throughout my childhood, but my reading comprehension and listening skills were never THAT exceptional.

I get "serial obsessions" where I will get obsessed with one topic or group of organisms for 4 to, oh, 16 months. Some examples are a particular genus of orchid, bee, beetle, ant or cactus, math topic like diophantine equations, non-abelian groups, chaotic difference equations, computer languages like rust or fortran or haskell or forth.

Each time I really think I have found my lifelong thing for sure, but experience shows it does not last. I am jealous of people who have devoted their life to a topic and made a real contribution, while I flit around and am a jack of all trades, master of none.

Although sometimes I love this about me. It is so much fun to immerse yourself in a topic and so wonderful to gain the understanding.

Sometimes I think I do it as a replacement for not having any close relationships outside of my kids, or even distant relationships, but I think it is just a symptom or superpower of myself.

But now I am into Astrophytum cacti, ring theory and harvester ants and I know I have found my thing finally! :/

--rob

I have an extremely strong feeling for justice. I can't stand injustice. I makes me very upset; anxious even.

I write without typos (in 4 languages). Whilst reading someone else's text, after the third typo my attention is towards the next typo and no longer absorbing the text.

I never watch soaps, hardly ever watch movies, if anything: documentaries and infotainment.

It took me 5 tests to get my car license; twice to get my motorbike license. After getting my driver's licenses 40 years ago I got fined 4 times: 3 for speeding; 1 for parking.

I once had a very bad meltdown during which I cried for 24 hours in a row.

I'm not very talkative. More a listener. However, I am unable to follow any conversation in groups, hence withdrawn.

I have 1 friend. With him I share everything, except my wallet and my bed. The rest are either colleagues or acquaintances.

Hey everyone! I am an undergraduate honors Psychology student with big plans to get my PhD in Clinical Psychology; I want to change the language we use to talk about autism in science so that we can be more inclusive, sensitive, and respectful!

As far as a fact about my autism, this is kind of an unusual one. I love spontaneity! Don't get me wrong, I need my routines. But I also lose interest in things quickly because I am a fast learner, so I try to budget my time to explore new things and to try new experiences in amongst my usual routines. I don't love change but I love growth and you can't have one without the other!

my Aspergers helps me to be frugal with my money.

opposite state

anxiety.

that was easy.

I get uncontrollable and exhausting obsessions about things, which can be good and bad. Some have lead to useful skills and knowledge, others have been downright scary and dangerous. My language is art and I am able to paint a picture with almost photo-realism. Anxiety is a constant companion.

This is very well-put.
I noticed autistic people seem to gravitate to one thing but they basically become that thing.

The younger one I have, he's been obsessed with vehicles since he was just a few months old, yet nobody introduced vehicle toys to him or anything.
He just was fascinated.

And this interest/passion consumes him so much, he can turn anything into a machine or vehicle in his head, while other kids are doing things quietly, crafts, typical games. He talks about cars all the time when it's completely irrelevant to anything. He'll just say, "Look a truck! I see concrete mixer! Spinning round and round! Oh ambulance!' etc in any situation (when those things are nowhere to be seen).

He's just making loud car noises all day. And when I said 'BECOME' several people have told me, 'he moves in such a mechanical way. like a clockwork toy'
'his voice sounds metallic.' etc

The other kid has always been dreamy/loves beautiful paintings/nature, and he gets carried away where he can just be enjoying the clouds and beauty of nature and literally put himself in danger constantly.
You have to be right next to him as his mind is only on the beautiful sky, not the imminent dangers of oncoming traffic.

It's pretty cool actually to be consumed so much by an interest.... if the world would only realize and not expect everyone to be the same way.