I listened recently to an abridged reading of Chris Packham's 'Fingers in the Sparkle Jar' (I will read the full text soon) and was mesmerised and deeply affected to hear another voice that has experienced life in a similar way to me... One that has responded with similar vigor and been hurt in similar fashion. To hear the question: "Were you a happy child?" answered with such passion and certainty: "O course not! How can any child be happy?" struck such a chord, as did his descriptions of the intensity, detail and clarity with which he sees and experiences things.
We Aspies can live isolated lives, so I sometimes forget that there are others like me out there. It makes me swell with pride when I witness an individual surprising everyone and holding misconceptions up to the light... Showing people that they don't quite fit in that snug pigeonhole to which they were consigned.... Turning out to be more complex than just that familiar face.
It soon became apparent that there was much here with which I identified. As I listened, Chris began to explain his motivation - his constant drive to be better, learn more... to 'win' as he calls it. I am very aware that, in lieu of the companionship, support and kindness that comes with friendship, I tend to try to impress people with my hard work, commitment, knowledge - anything that I can achieve with purely intellectual or physical effort. I never try to 'wrong-foot' people, but it's easy to do just that, simply by being enthusiastic, eloquent and capable: How can somebody with all 'this' be this sad, this isolated, this exhausted? It doesn't make sense to most NTs, but it couldn't be more familiar to me.
Chris also talks about his decision not to take his life, at a time when this seemed the only option. I was reminded that I have considered ways to "take a permanent rest from it" on several occasions through my life, and to hear another voice acknowledging the lure of just not trying any more... to give up... to lose... well. On the occasions when I slipped into those really deep depressions, I would write lists of pros and cons for this decision as I did for any important decisions; looking at the available data, weighing the consequences. I could never isolate the exact scenario, so the outcome was never certain... I could never be quite confident that everyone I knew would be better off without me. I have come to believe that I have some worth over the years, mainly because I can't deny the continued presence of my incredibly patient and understanding husband, and my amazing little boy... I must be doing something right, as they say.
I am looking forward to reading the book in it's entirety, despite its uncomfortable content...
The natural world has always been a balm for me in difficult times, and I have an enduring love of birds, insects, marine life, dinosaurs, reptiles and much more. I spend as much time as possible near the sea, its rocky, semi-deserted shores and the vast cloudy panoramas it offers. I feel truly relaxed when staring at the life in a drop of pond water under a microscope or at the night sky through a telescope. I marvel at the colours of a Rose Cockchafer's wing covers, sit, fascinated, by the actions of a wolf spider who has lost her egg-case... This is the 'Sparkle Jar': These are the things that bring me joy, convince me to stay, these, and the opportunity to impart their beauty and importance to others, if I can.
We Aspies can live isolated lives, so I sometimes forget that there are others like me out there. It makes me swell with pride when I witness an individual surprising everyone and holding misconceptions up to the light... Showing people that they don't quite fit in that snug pigeonhole to which they were consigned.... Turning out to be more complex than just that familiar face.
It soon became apparent that there was much here with which I identified. As I listened, Chris began to explain his motivation - his constant drive to be better, learn more... to 'win' as he calls it. I am very aware that, in lieu of the companionship, support and kindness that comes with friendship, I tend to try to impress people with my hard work, commitment, knowledge - anything that I can achieve with purely intellectual or physical effort. I never try to 'wrong-foot' people, but it's easy to do just that, simply by being enthusiastic, eloquent and capable: How can somebody with all 'this' be this sad, this isolated, this exhausted? It doesn't make sense to most NTs, but it couldn't be more familiar to me.
Chris also talks about his decision not to take his life, at a time when this seemed the only option. I was reminded that I have considered ways to "take a permanent rest from it" on several occasions through my life, and to hear another voice acknowledging the lure of just not trying any more... to give up... to lose... well. On the occasions when I slipped into those really deep depressions, I would write lists of pros and cons for this decision as I did for any important decisions; looking at the available data, weighing the consequences. I could never isolate the exact scenario, so the outcome was never certain... I could never be quite confident that everyone I knew would be better off without me. I have come to believe that I have some worth over the years, mainly because I can't deny the continued presence of my incredibly patient and understanding husband, and my amazing little boy... I must be doing something right, as they say.
I am looking forward to reading the book in it's entirety, despite its uncomfortable content...
The natural world has always been a balm for me in difficult times, and I have an enduring love of birds, insects, marine life, dinosaurs, reptiles and much more. I spend as much time as possible near the sea, its rocky, semi-deserted shores and the vast cloudy panoramas it offers. I feel truly relaxed when staring at the life in a drop of pond water under a microscope or at the night sky through a telescope. I marvel at the colours of a Rose Cockchafer's wing covers, sit, fascinated, by the actions of a wolf spider who has lost her egg-case... This is the 'Sparkle Jar': These are the things that bring me joy, convince me to stay, these, and the opportunity to impart their beauty and importance to others, if I can.
