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I'm a very mild case. I pass for normal with ease, and sometimes seem quite sociable. But socializing puts a serious emotional strain on me. After about a week as a counselor-in-training at a summer camp, I started literally cracking up. Serious mood swings. I can enjoy talking with people, but I also need copious amounts of alone time.
Never had sex, but it's by choice since I'm one of those crazy religious people. I know I'm not unattractive, though to my immense annoyance I've gotten more attention from gay men than straight women at some periods in my life. I'm not very fond of getting touched without warning (I frigging HATE it when people get my attention by tapping my shoulder; it sets my teeth on edge for some reason), and I'm very finicky about foods. Odors and textures which strike others as mild can be offensively strong to me, so much that I literally cannot stomach some foods. For some reason, this rule applies only to foods; I can slam down all sorts of nasty liquors without changing facial expressions. I was pretty gullible when I was younger, and definitely a nerd. I memorized massive amounts of trivia from diverse sources ranging from dog breeds to mythology. I got into stubborn arguments with math teachers over having to "show my work" on paper even when I did it automatically in my head (I ran into this problem as late as pre-calculus). I was also an arrogant little weasel, and lazy to boot--it was my way of compensating for social isolation. Thankfully I mostly grew out of it, for which I think I have the internet to thank to some extent (I could socialize in an environment where EVERYONE was unable to judge by body language, etc.!). Mostly, though, it was probably just getting out of high school and on Prozac that did it. Currently 22yo, dating another aspie and loving it, most of the way finished with a weird fiction book I've been working on for two years or so. Currently obsessed by: parallels between totalitarianism and the structure/methods of cults such as the Church of Scientology. Note that Autism Spectrum Disorders cover an extremely wide range, with me or even milder cases at one end, and people who can't even talk at the other extreme. And everywhere in between. |
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I have Aspergers, but that's no suprise as I've said it like a billion times before. Calling myself "shy" would be putting it very lightly, even though I do have a mild case.
don't care either. I read one of the side effects of Paxil is permanent impotence. That's enough to scare me away from those drugs forever. What's the point of curing social anxiety so you can ****, when your wang doesn't work and you can't **** anyways? Paxil isn't the only antidepressant/anti-anxiety drug in the world. Besides, it's banned in the UK. I take good old Prosac myself. |
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I have a cousin who has Asbergers. It does seem a lot like "Autism lite."
To oversimplify, he's a few years ahead in math and a few years behind in language skills... and social skills are way behind. If he sees a girl who has nice breasts, it simply does not occur to him that he should not tell her so frankly. ![]() I don't know how well he would function out in the world on his own. -Arrian |
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