LostInSilentHill
Terrible Gaurdian Angel
So recently, because of family issues I am experiencing I felt it would be best to write an email to my mother explaining so things. I would very much like feedback from you all. I know this may come off as personal and I've left a few lines out. I want to know if this might come off as hurtful or negative. I've replaced some names in this as well.
Thanks for you help!
Look, I'm writing this as an email because I don't think you would listen to me in person or over the phone. Maybe you will never read this but at least I've told you. I haven't meant to be cold or unsympathetic towards you but I am having difficulty understanding what it is you need from me. I can give you practical things but beyond that I am quite limited. I have problems, ones that are not going to go away. Ever. I can work on them, lesson the effect but they won't just disappear.
I have Aspergers. I know you won't believe that but it is true. If you choose not to believe this then that is fine, but at least listen to what I have to say about my life.
I have little to no empathy for others. Death does not upset me and the death of those around me has never bothered me. Once my pets dying upset me but now I have learned not to grow to attached to them. If anyone other than those of my immediate family (or Friend) died it would not effect me. I don't know why, but it doesn't. I noticed this first when grandma died, I was confused and it was when I first noticed I was different. When grandpa died, I was happy. Living in Altadore was inconvenient and I wanted to go back home. Death is just that to me, inconvenient. I am not trying to be cold or heartless but I can't force emotions to appear.
My obsessions are another key factor. I have always become obsessed with things. It was not normal and it still isn't. When I can't be bothered to want or do anything past my current interest, it becomes a problem. The reason why I don't follow the recommendations of others is because if it isn't my current obsession I can't get invested into it. The change is also an issue. I don't like new things and watching or reading new things makes me uncomfortable.
When I was 12, everyone was worried because I said I wanted to be a serial killer. It wasn't because I wanted to hurt people, but because it had caught my interest and I couldn't look beyond that. Even now, my current obsession rules my life. I need to know everything about it, collect objects close to it and tell others about it. I am blind-sided to everything else.
I've been told I don't know when people are bored of my talking. I don't look people in the eyes and I don't read facial expressions. These are things I hadn't noticed in the past. As a teenager I once made my teacher cry because I said something inappropriate and didn't understand what that was. I still don't understand why it was so emotionally upsetting but I've learned when to keep my mouth shut. Most of the time.
Even now I say things that are highly inappropriate at times, because it doesn't seem like an issue to me. A night of with my friends plus a new person I had just met was one such event. I was telling them how I found a site on the deep web about necrophilia and you could tell the women there where real and quite dead. One had a Glasgow smile carved in. This apparently was not a safe topic for dinner. It doesn't bother me and still doesn't. I don't understand why people are so squeamish honestly. The new comer snapped at me, getting angry. Friend was upset because he did this (she understands my limitations with social understanding). I can't help this. I am working very hard to understand the proper time and place for such conversations but it is only recently I have had help with it.
I don't connect emotionally with others. With Friend and the kids I put up a front. I wanted to help her and the kids were fun but I had no emotional attachment to them. Since moving I have had almost no contact with them at all. The same with Friend. I can fake emotions very well at times, but I have difficulty applying emotions to anything outside myself. This doesn't mean I don't feel at all. I get happy, sad, angry, frustrated, loving and all those things all the time. I just can't apply it to other people or situations.
I've watched and learned the proper way to react to certain situations. What is happening right now, I have never seen so I don't know what to do.
Socially, I've always had issues with peers and boundaries. They said in my files from school that I did this on purpose. I did not. I never understood why I wasn't liked, but at the same time, I liked having my space. I wanted friends, but I didn't know how to do it properly. Most people are uncomfortable around me because I seem weird to them. I put on a mask for most people, imitate what they do and say so they like me, but once it goes deeper, they want very little to do with me. That is fine, I have people who understand me, like Friend, Friend, Friend and Brother. When I was younger, I had imaginary friends I could interact with. Not I talk constantly to imaginary people in my head because my brain does not turn off and people do not want to listen to me go on for hours at a time.
I am making an effort to improve, become socially active, I've been losing weight and dealing with my anxiety. It is a long process but the doctors tell me I am doing very well. I feel as though I am too. I'm learning and adapting to the world and although I may not understand it, I am learning what others feel and why they feel it. The world around me is confusing, and I am doing the best I can.
I wrote this, not to hurt you, but so that you can understand why things have been the way there are lately.
Thanks for you help!
Look, I'm writing this as an email because I don't think you would listen to me in person or over the phone. Maybe you will never read this but at least I've told you. I haven't meant to be cold or unsympathetic towards you but I am having difficulty understanding what it is you need from me. I can give you practical things but beyond that I am quite limited. I have problems, ones that are not going to go away. Ever. I can work on them, lesson the effect but they won't just disappear.
I have Aspergers. I know you won't believe that but it is true. If you choose not to believe this then that is fine, but at least listen to what I have to say about my life.
I have little to no empathy for others. Death does not upset me and the death of those around me has never bothered me. Once my pets dying upset me but now I have learned not to grow to attached to them. If anyone other than those of my immediate family (or Friend) died it would not effect me. I don't know why, but it doesn't. I noticed this first when grandma died, I was confused and it was when I first noticed I was different. When grandpa died, I was happy. Living in Altadore was inconvenient and I wanted to go back home. Death is just that to me, inconvenient. I am not trying to be cold or heartless but I can't force emotions to appear.
My obsessions are another key factor. I have always become obsessed with things. It was not normal and it still isn't. When I can't be bothered to want or do anything past my current interest, it becomes a problem. The reason why I don't follow the recommendations of others is because if it isn't my current obsession I can't get invested into it. The change is also an issue. I don't like new things and watching or reading new things makes me uncomfortable.
When I was 12, everyone was worried because I said I wanted to be a serial killer. It wasn't because I wanted to hurt people, but because it had caught my interest and I couldn't look beyond that. Even now, my current obsession rules my life. I need to know everything about it, collect objects close to it and tell others about it. I am blind-sided to everything else.
I've been told I don't know when people are bored of my talking. I don't look people in the eyes and I don't read facial expressions. These are things I hadn't noticed in the past. As a teenager I once made my teacher cry because I said something inappropriate and didn't understand what that was. I still don't understand why it was so emotionally upsetting but I've learned when to keep my mouth shut. Most of the time.
Even now I say things that are highly inappropriate at times, because it doesn't seem like an issue to me. A night of with my friends plus a new person I had just met was one such event. I was telling them how I found a site on the deep web about necrophilia and you could tell the women there where real and quite dead. One had a Glasgow smile carved in. This apparently was not a safe topic for dinner. It doesn't bother me and still doesn't. I don't understand why people are so squeamish honestly. The new comer snapped at me, getting angry. Friend was upset because he did this (she understands my limitations with social understanding). I can't help this. I am working very hard to understand the proper time and place for such conversations but it is only recently I have had help with it.
I don't connect emotionally with others. With Friend and the kids I put up a front. I wanted to help her and the kids were fun but I had no emotional attachment to them. Since moving I have had almost no contact with them at all. The same with Friend. I can fake emotions very well at times, but I have difficulty applying emotions to anything outside myself. This doesn't mean I don't feel at all. I get happy, sad, angry, frustrated, loving and all those things all the time. I just can't apply it to other people or situations.
I've watched and learned the proper way to react to certain situations. What is happening right now, I have never seen so I don't know what to do.
Socially, I've always had issues with peers and boundaries. They said in my files from school that I did this on purpose. I did not. I never understood why I wasn't liked, but at the same time, I liked having my space. I wanted friends, but I didn't know how to do it properly. Most people are uncomfortable around me because I seem weird to them. I put on a mask for most people, imitate what they do and say so they like me, but once it goes deeper, they want very little to do with me. That is fine, I have people who understand me, like Friend, Friend, Friend and Brother. When I was younger, I had imaginary friends I could interact with. Not I talk constantly to imaginary people in my head because my brain does not turn off and people do not want to listen to me go on for hours at a time.
I am making an effort to improve, become socially active, I've been losing weight and dealing with my anxiety. It is a long process but the doctors tell me I am doing very well. I feel as though I am too. I'm learning and adapting to the world and although I may not understand it, I am learning what others feel and why they feel it. The world around me is confusing, and I am doing the best I can.
I wrote this, not to hurt you, but so that you can understand why things have been the way there are lately.