What's it like to have autism?

I was diagnosed with autism. My mother collapsed when she found out I was autistic, which indirectly led to my parents' divorce. My mother took me, and I'm doing well now, so I won't talk about it.

I came here to answer questions because I saw what a person said, pretending to be autistic and superior.

Well, what I want to say is that not all autistic people are suffering, and not all autistic people have a sense of superiority when talking about autism. At least for me, autism just gives me a different mode of thinking and behavior.

I like talking to myself because I have a friend in my head and I like talking to him. He can catch me perfectly, and we can talk about the same topic for a day without getting tired. In addition, I hate looking at people or being stared at, because it makes me feel uncomfortable, so when I talk to people, I will bow my head or look straight at other places, which is often misunderstood as impolite or something. Also, if things don't go according to plan, I'll be angry and want to scream and smash things. Now I basically put up with it.

The only thing that pains me about autism is that whenever I tell my friends that I have autism, their first reaction is: Don't think you are sick, you are just exaggerating. What do you want?

I think it's strange. When I said I was autistic, I just wanted to tell you that I am different from you. For example, I like to hold the wall (so I feel safe), I laugh inexplicably (recall happy things), I have stereotyped and repetitive behaviors, and I don't want to change (once I get used to it, it's hard for me to change). I say this because I'm afraid you think I'm crazy. I want to explain first! What's more, I haven't said half of what I said. Is it interesting for you to define me like this?

I feel that, in fact, they are the ones who always think I am sick. They thought I was sick, but they didn't want me to know, so they deliberately said I was sick to ensure their moral superiority.

Speaking of morbidness, I summed up a rule.

People call people who are not much different from themselves and seek common ground while reserving differences.

People who are different from themselves and people they like are called unique.

It's strange to call someone who is different from himself but can bear it.

It's morbid to think that there are many places that are different from yourself and unbearable.

There is a book with a good title. I'm not sick, I'm just different from you.

Autism still bothers me.

Affection: My mother always scolds me for not giving love. Just don't know how to express it. Of course, because of this, I get bored when I get close to my mother. I feel that she can't understand how good I am to my children. It's really boring

Friendship: Up to now, the number of friends I have made is only one digit, and I will only communicate with one friend in the way I am used to. For example, a person I am used to looking for me and another person I like looking for him. Once something happens, such as breaking up, I will feel very uncomfortable, either emotionally uncomfortable or anxious.

Love: I like someone who doesn't know how to express it, but I miss it. It turns out that he also likes mine. ...

Socialization: I have a lot to say about this, because I really can't understand the socialization of ordinary people.

Why did you suddenly give me food? I said no, but gave it to me. I had to quickly put away the bowl and stand up and step back to believe that I was impolite. !

Why do I say I have to eat when I am full? I'm already frowning, isn't it obvious? ! Do I have to stop? !

Why is it awkward for strangers not to talk together? Do your own thing, can't you say what you want to say? ! Why do you have to keep talking and show your eloquence? !

Why did you catch people laughing when they didn't do anything to you? What's even more funny is that such a person actually has many friends. My autism has troubled you and hindered your eyes. Should I apologize to the whole society? !

I have no manners at all and I don't know anything about seniority. I speak directly and don't talk about others behind their backs. I'm really sorry to live in this world as a representative of a state of etiquette ~

Also, there may be someone isolated in every class to promote peace and unity in the class, and that person is me.

Because of his weird behavior (I can't control it myself), he was dubbed as a luminous body (I don't want to say it, I want to cry), which means that people who exude disgusting cold will make people feel physically disgusted. This sentence is the deepest malice I have ever heard. If it weren't for a friend of mine, I really didn't know that I was like this in the eyes of others.

Ever since I was a kid. Yes, I am autistic. I can't understand what others say. I am also full of strange things, but at least I am human. When I hear these things, I will feel sad, but why do some people just can't understand me, just want to say that I am horrible in front of me, just feel normal and have a sense of superiority?

Jane? Haven't you read Love? When our souls come to God through the grave, we are all equal. Who is better than who? !

What's more, the so-called normal people are just people like themselves, just as the three views are just people like themselves.

There's another thing that makes me uncomfortable. Why do so many people flaunt their autism now? Admittedly, autism is good for me, and I can lead a normal life, but it makes my life a little difficult. But what about the others? What about those completely broken families? What about those people who can't live normally or even survive because of this?

Having rambled so much, I mainly want to say:

1. Autism is indeed a disease, but please treat it as a moderate disease similar to arrhythmia.

We are not so terrible, we are just much worse than you.

Don't joke about autism, we will be very sad.

Don't attack us with this, we will be very sad, too.

If there is an autistic child at home, don't be afraid. Talk to Ta patiently, tell TA that the world is not terrible, help TA find a node to connect with the outside world (such as hobbies, I think one reason for autism is that I didn't find out what the baby is interested in early), and TA will be willing to communicate with others.