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Thank you for the warm welcome. My introduction was rather cold I think. That happens so often for me, I say very little when I am feeling a lot. I really do appreciate the welcome from both of you
It's been a tough day. Good in many ways but when I came home I received a phone call and I was faced with a reality - what actually happens, compared to what I thought would happen. My lack of details about the phone call may be confusing but to sum up, I see the world in a very childlike way and it frightens and upsets me when things are not what I was told they would be. I always stop at Stop signs. I come to a complete stop with no forward inertia remaining in the car. I do it because the sign literally says, stop. I will not go on and on trying to explain myself, I know that can be boring or difficult to read. I will try to sum up.
Everyday I go about believing people will do the right thing and whatever rules that are posted will be followed. But people don't behave that way and I am always confused by it. My phone call today was from a city inspector from an agency I had made a complaint to. He told me that I was correct in "the strictest sense of the code" - those were his words. But he went on to try and find a way to talk me out of continuing my complaint but rather find a compromise. I believe I must follow the rules, whether I like them or not. I think it's the only way so many people can get along. It's fair. The inspector is supposed to enforce the rules but it's not his instinct to do it and he wants me to be like that too. I only understand rules. I can understand equations of compromise and act with them in mind but rules that are absolute are quite clear. My mind only thinks that way and it makes me very lonely when I feel alone in that.
It was a good day at work, I did well and got a lot done. Coming home and having that conversation with the city inspector made me feel lonely and frightened again. It made me feel like I wanted to retreat. The world does not make sense to me, not when people are involved. I know that I must pay the price of an item at a store, it is not negotiable. If I pay less and leave with the item I could be, in the extreme, jailed. But most of the rules I am told to follow seem to have a soft -- they seem to have exceptions that everybody has silently agreed to accept and I don't know how they got that information. I feel alone.
I work with my hands, it's all materials and measurements and the objects never lie. They also don't acquiesce. But once I deal with them in the way they must be, they will respond the same way every time. That is fair. That is right. People terrify me.