Thesaurusrex
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Do you experience them? What do you find triggers them and how do you express and then deal with them?
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I can relate to that I always shake also and though I avoid it in public as best I can cry. Thankfully once I get away crying makes me feel better!My meltdowns are very linked to my anxiety problems. I avoid them by being by myself, in my own bedroom, most of the time. I shake like crazy, cry and my tendency to isolate gets much worse for a while. It also triggers my eating disorder because I end up with a huge need to be able to control some part of my life.
Do you experience them? What do you find triggers them and how do you express and then deal with them?
Oh yes, I definitely have them. They're usually triggered by my family being jerks (e.g. yelling at me, calling me names and labels, throwing my routines off, refusing to listen to me, etc.). I have so much rage and bitterness built up inside from years of this and being FORCED to suppress it, and melting down is one way I try to release it, but then they get mad at the noise I make (even though I'm in my room, by myself, and not hurting anyone; just trying to get all the frustration out of my system so I can calm down) so they come running up and yell at me some more, call me immature, tell me to stop "throwing temper tantrums." They think that by making angry faces (which do not convey any information to me) yelling at me and telling me to shut up (something they don't want ME to do but apparently is okay for THEM to do), they can control me because they're the superior and almighty parent, but it just makes everything worse. I've tried explaining this to them, but they won't listen because they refuse to consider my behavior in terms of my autism and they think they know me and my intentions better than I do and UGH... I want to melt down all over again just thinking of it all. That's half the reason I was in such a bad mood yesterday; I listened to a video of another Aspie describing what it's like for her to shut down and melt down, and it made me think of how willfully ignorant my dad is. When I melt down, the best thing to do is leave me alone, but they won't do that because since they always HAVE to have the last word, I guess it feels like a blow to their egos or something. I have lost all respect for both of my parents after what they've done to me. I may ACT like I respect them, so they won't explode, but I don't truly respect them.
I know what you mean about anger and bitterness in particular. Recently I came to understand clearly I do have issues with resentment over how I was treated in the past (and present). I've also been trying to come to terms with the resentment side of it which is easier post diagnosis when you come to understand aspergers is a condition other people are pretty hopeless at dealing with. Of course, even though resentment is not a healthy emotion, I consider it's hardly illogical to feel that way. I think my main gripe is nobody ever made any effort to address aspergers as an issue in the past so I spent most of my life being forced to compete on an unlevel playing field and called "stupid" because I found everyday tasks much harder. So today, any unfair treatment or discrimination directed at myself can spark a tantrum. What especially winds me up is if someone ignores me and walks off because most people think I'm weird somehow till they get to know me and then they seem to be O.K. once barriers are broken down.
Having gone through all of this my advice is to do your best not to allow feelings of resentment to build up but try and work through it in your mind and talk about it with someone - even a specialist in aspergers. Also if someone is pissing you off better to tell them directly rather than let it build up. Personally I try to remind myself that apart from all the bad experiences there are still people who seem to like me regardless although, yes, even they just seem to not understand how I'm wired. I choose my friends far more carefully now (after some nasty experiences) but try to bear in mind there are people who just need to learn how to deal with those of us who are different.
I'm also very prone to a bit of paranoia. Sometimes I assume people are discriminating against me when that may not be the case and I think if I wasn't aware of that fact it could build up and up till I explode and throw a tantrum.
I agree with you. The problem is that my parents won't let me release it. They force me to bottle it up becase they "don't want to hear it" and "it's disrespectful" and it "embarrasses them," etc. etc. If I ever try to release it, they barge in my room and say, "These temper tantrums are gonna stop. NOW. You're only 20 biologically. GROW UP."
But when you're cooped up in your room for years because you don't have friends, and you can't find a job, and you're too shy to play outside because people stare at you, and you can't drive (nor do I want to, after seeing how much my brother was yelled at whenever he made a mistake while learning), and your family never goes out unless they have a reason like grocery shopping (and yet your parents somehow know everyone in the world), and generally you live too far away from everything to do anything - HOW can you not expect something to build up???
I try to tell them why I'm acting the way I am, but they won't listen. As soon as they hear something they disagree with, they interrupt me to insert their own stupid opinions and don't let me finish. The other day my mom forced me to apologize to her for one meltdown I had, so I said "I'm sorry," but I only said it to satisfy her ego and get out of there; I didn't mean it at all. I just knew she wouldn't let me say anything I did mean, so I just went along with her demands so she'd calm down. I'm not sorry and I never will be. She can't control what I think, even though she tries.
My dad isn't even home most of the time because he's at work all day, and yet when he comes home he thinks he knows me and what goes on here so well just because we're blood related, but in truth, both my parents have no idea who I am and how much I've changed in the past few years. My mom tells him her side of whatever happened that day, and he thinks that's all there is to it since she's the parent, so whatever I, the inferior and idiotic kid, have to say is considered invalid and untrue.