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Could be good one of these days, but for now I want solitude, so I can get some order and calm in my life and with my family.could you afford an art class or go to a community art club ?who knows what would happen!!!
This is exactly how I've felt for the past four years.I don't know who I am, what I want, where I'm going or who I want to go forward with... not a pleasant feeling.
Oh yes, this is me!This is exactly how I've felt for the past four years.
I never felt I could be myself and put on the chameleon of masks everywhere except at home with my Mom. The mask is getting heavy and the only time I can just be me is when I am alone and yet that makes me feel lonely. Adrift at sea for now.
Sportster,I honestly believe all people have to act to some extent.Yes, that is it precisely!!! Often times I wonder who I truly am, what my true personality is. The other day I was contemplating my life and thought to myself that I "feel like a character in a movie." Being raised the way I was and by the type of mother I had didn't help, so I have bounced through life changing and adapting for most situations, yet not really being me.
It's funny, because the only people that would understand that quandary are the ones on this site.
Same here, but still looking and searching. Autism is part of who I am, but at it's center is it all that makes me who I am? Is a mixture of traits, perceptions, behavior a description of a person? Seems as if there is much more that makes me who I am, things I forgot from a long time ago.
As for coffee, I'm drinking expresso 'nectar' at this very moment. And thinking about sewing, which I love, and cycling. And after a recent discussion, re-reading Invisible Man, because I think some of the clues might be there.
I think a problem is with consistency.I pretty much never felt a true self-image, never felt like I fit in anywhere. It resulted in me trying to "adapt" only making matters worse for me and everyone else, making me feel lonelier and more pathetic than ever before. So much of the time I don't even know who or what I am, and why I have been put into this world. I still try to adapt to other people's standards, but inside I'm really unhappy when I do that. I know I have to be myself, but very few people can withstand the true me. I just have no choice but to adapt sometimes...so I don't know, really. So conflicted about this, I swear.