So, as I mentioned in my last post, I know it’s not confirmed that I have Asperger’s Syndrome, but I’ve done the research, and I’ve taken the handy dandy online tests, and suffice it to say, I’m convinced. I probably need to go to someone who’s trained in diagnosis, but I can see the signs, and frankly, I feel better just knowing that it’s possible.
The irony is that I only ever started looking it up because my mother was convinced that the Boy was an Aspie. After doing the research, I’m not as convinced he is, but I feel convinced I definitely am. For one thing, he gets sarcasm way better than I do, and makes fun of me when I take things too literally. It’s why I had so much trouble with his guy friends who exist in a world of sarcasm.
Obviously I get simile and metaphor and whatnot… I just have to be in a place for such things, like when I’m writing and I know I don’t mean it literally, or when I’m watching a comedy show and am prepared for sarcasm and slapstick humor.
Although… my need to take things literally would explain why I am so uncomfortable watching things where the characters should feel embarrassment, yet don’t. I understand on a literal level how wrong whatever they are doing is, and it bothers me. Hence movies like Meet the Fockers and anything with Will Ferrell in it is really unpleasant for me. Continue reading I think I am an Aspie