Re: CHAT: R: Re: OT CHAT: Asperger's syndrome
From: | Nik Taylor <fortytwo@...> |
Date: | Friday, June 23, 2000, 23:26 |
Mangiat wrote:
> but now I'm an average reserved boy.
Boy? Oops, I'd been assuming Luca was a feminine name. I'm embarrassed
now. :-/
> I find difficult to talk to foreigners
Because of accent or what?
> No, I could stay days with my *best* friends
Hmm, I need solitary time every few hours, especially being outside. In
fact, after a lot of socializing, I absolutely *must* go for a walk
outside, which is pretty easy since I usually have to walk home. :-)
> but it's very difficult to gain my friendship
Most of my friends are:
A) People at my church, whom I deal with frequently (and tend to be very
friendly)
B) (when I was in school) Classmates, simply because I was around them
frequently
C) Friends who started as my brother's friends or a friend of a friend
D) People I met online
> I had this passion for pair numbers when I was a little boy. I remember me
> counting the steps from my house to my elementary school. Yet I remember i
> always had to put the right foot before the left one when i entered a new
> hall.
I still have a tendency, when walking on a sidewalk, to want to
alternate between crossing the crack with my right foot and crossing it
with my left foot. Not so much now, but when I was younger it was
practically essential.
> Ok, me too. So you don't make jokes and you look the most boring person in
> the world. That's what i feel.
Well, I do make jokes, just not often. And when I do, it seems to take
people by surprise (when they realize it was a joke, that is). They're
usually jokes that seem pretty weak to me, but will elicit a bit of
laughter. I wonder if it's partly the surprise?
> so when you see
> them asking to repeat the game you proposed or coming to you smiling and
> making you feel important, well, you *really* feel important.
I guess it's that, to use an old cliché, actions speak louder than
words.
Compliments are another thing that are hard for me to accept, largely
due to an inferiority complex. I know it's irrational, but I often feel
like people only think I'm smart, that I'm a fraud, that I have no real
talent. So, when people compliment me, tell me I did a good job at
something, I tend to think they're just being polite, that they don't
really mean it.
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