Haller
Member
As a 36 year old man, I've been through a lot and don't really feel like telling the story of my lifetime struggle with depression, insomnia, and a long list of etceteras. I bet you guys can imagine.
I chose (or was conditioned to) just pretend I was a neurotypical since a very early age. I started to copy other people's behavior and do my best to reenact it. Yeah I was that afraid of looking/sounding different. My mind tortures me a lot, and adding the stress of pretending to be "normal" didn't help a bit.
At this point of my life, I'm done with pretending and struggling. I've been blessed enough and can't complain about some aspects of my life. I have a family and a job. Nevertheless, just some weeks ago I've come to accept Im an aspie, and this acceptance isn't coming that easy. There's this taboo on mental "illness" that has haunted me all my life. The fear of disappointing and embarrassing my beloved ones/losing my job... These fixed ideas die hard.
One of my deepest frustrations is this- I always obsess with certain topics and can't stop reading/researching. Whether it's Appalachian culture, some Middle Eastern country's royalty, the lives of functional heroin junkies, or old studies about ethnicity, I know I'll be unable to share it with anyone. I've always spent hours reading and then had to shut up. For one, no one reads anymore. Also, neurotypicals can't focus on one topic for too long. The bite of loneliness can be crippling.
As I said, it's a long story and it shows even when I try to sum up. Thanks for reading and all your comments are most welcome. I'd really appreciate any contribution. Believe me.
I chose (or was conditioned to) just pretend I was a neurotypical since a very early age. I started to copy other people's behavior and do my best to reenact it. Yeah I was that afraid of looking/sounding different. My mind tortures me a lot, and adding the stress of pretending to be "normal" didn't help a bit.
At this point of my life, I'm done with pretending and struggling. I've been blessed enough and can't complain about some aspects of my life. I have a family and a job. Nevertheless, just some weeks ago I've come to accept Im an aspie, and this acceptance isn't coming that easy. There's this taboo on mental "illness" that has haunted me all my life. The fear of disappointing and embarrassing my beloved ones/losing my job... These fixed ideas die hard.
One of my deepest frustrations is this- I always obsess with certain topics and can't stop reading/researching. Whether it's Appalachian culture, some Middle Eastern country's royalty, the lives of functional heroin junkies, or old studies about ethnicity, I know I'll be unable to share it with anyone. I've always spent hours reading and then had to shut up. For one, no one reads anymore. Also, neurotypicals can't focus on one topic for too long. The bite of loneliness can be crippling.
As I said, it's a long story and it shows even when I try to sum up. Thanks for reading and all your comments are most welcome. I'd really appreciate any contribution. Believe me.