CuddleFish
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I've been questioning for the past year or so. I have some traits, but lack others, or only have them to a mild degree.
My suspicions were arroused while doeing some research for work (I worked with developmentally disabled people) and I couldn't help but identify with a lot of what I was reading. Especially when I look back on my childhood I had some very Asperger's like traits.
I never got along well with other kids my age and was frequently told I was weird or retarded.
I could name every dinosaur in our local museum by the age of four, much to the surprise of museum staff.
I spent hours a day, alone, walking in circles and shaking flexible elongate objects. Eventually I settled on a specific dog collar for its optimal characteristics.
I have always been clumsy, have poor handwriting, and even required a special pencil grip in early elementary.
Throughout elementary I displayed unusual learning delays, while being ahead in other areas. Multiple assessments were never able to determine why this was.
For the most part I don't deal with SPD, but certain medications give me severe visual and auditory sensitivity issues.
I stim frequently; cracking knuckles, spinning objects, rubbing soft objects against my nose and lips, rocking, finger flicking, holding small objects next to my ear to hear what they sound like, ext.
Despite this, there are some ways in which I am very neurotypical. I believe that I am fairly good at reading body language and detecting sarcasm. My grasp of metephorical language is also pretty strong. I don't have trouble looking most people in the eye. Though some of my interests are rather escoteric (cephalopod neurology anyone?) I don't believe their intensity is in line with your typical "special interests."
I guess I'm also not sure if my occasional outbursts count as meltdowns as I always retain some degree of controll, opting for minimally destructive outlets for my agression. Well, sometimes my head becomes the target of said aggression, which is not good because that's where I keep my brains, and I like my brains, even if they are a bit messed up.
My suspicions were arroused while doeing some research for work (I worked with developmentally disabled people) and I couldn't help but identify with a lot of what I was reading. Especially when I look back on my childhood I had some very Asperger's like traits.
I never got along well with other kids my age and was frequently told I was weird or retarded.
I could name every dinosaur in our local museum by the age of four, much to the surprise of museum staff.
I spent hours a day, alone, walking in circles and shaking flexible elongate objects. Eventually I settled on a specific dog collar for its optimal characteristics.
I have always been clumsy, have poor handwriting, and even required a special pencil grip in early elementary.
Throughout elementary I displayed unusual learning delays, while being ahead in other areas. Multiple assessments were never able to determine why this was.
For the most part I don't deal with SPD, but certain medications give me severe visual and auditory sensitivity issues.
I stim frequently; cracking knuckles, spinning objects, rubbing soft objects against my nose and lips, rocking, finger flicking, holding small objects next to my ear to hear what they sound like, ext.
Despite this, there are some ways in which I am very neurotypical. I believe that I am fairly good at reading body language and detecting sarcasm. My grasp of metephorical language is also pretty strong. I don't have trouble looking most people in the eye. Though some of my interests are rather escoteric (cephalopod neurology anyone?) I don't believe their intensity is in line with your typical "special interests."
I guess I'm also not sure if my occasional outbursts count as meltdowns as I always retain some degree of controll, opting for minimally destructive outlets for my agression. Well, sometimes my head becomes the target of said aggression, which is not good because that's where I keep my brains, and I like my brains, even if they are a bit messed up.