
Asperger Syndrome Support Group
Asperger syndrome - also referred to as Asperger's syndrome, Asperger's, Aspergers or just AS - is one of five neurobiological pervasive developmental disorders (PDD), and is characterized by deficiencies in social and communication skills, normal to above normal intelligence, and standard language development.

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Hello, I am here to look for any friends. I am nearly 20 (my birthday is July 21st) I have some real life friends, but I feel out of place all the time. I find being with people really tiring and stressful, but feel lonely if I avoid people. I have tried socialising with Autistic people, but feel out of place with other people on the spectrum too? I do not feel like I really fit in with anyone. I am high functioning Aspergers.
I love animals, old glass bottles, old postcards and local history. I also memorise numberplates to calm down.
I suffer from manic depression, and have a mild type of epilepsy. However I have a job, and hope to marry and have kids within the next ten years.
Hope you are all well.
I love animals, old glass bottles, old postcards and local history. I also memorise numberplates to calm down.
I suffer from manic depression, and have a mild type of epilepsy. However I have a job, and hope to marry and have kids within the next ten years.
Hope you are all well.
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As to the description of your son, I sat "ditto", as it describes myself, growing up in Canada, Queen's Scout, same as Eagle Scout, with much survivalist training. Most of the details are same.
Here's where we differ, which has caused horrible problems, which for an Aspie, are excruciating.
Parents (dad died 1995) Mom still here, I am sole care provider...they are immigrants from Hungary, with language difficulties. Dad was either Aspie, or low IQ, poor guy was hardworking but fabulous, but pounded down by my mom.
They overestimated my capabilities in dealing with normal neurologically described people. Aspies cannot clue in to people lying to them. Easily taken advantage of.
I was excellent fencer, many tournaments which were never attended by parents.
I was excellent student, but rarely ever had parents attending awards presentations. Same absences for art awards, music (clarinet) bass guitar, awards at boy scouts, even today, my sisters have no recollection of any of my achievements, and they have poisoned their own children, that I am a schizophrenic bum.
Parents, overestimated my survival skills, emigrated from Canada to USA, leaving me with 4 months rent paid, with 600 bucks in my account. I was 18, but Aspie. The appointed room-mate was close to 30, but freaked out on LSD and abandoned me. My school year went fine, but in March 1970, my studio partner carried me to a general hospital from fibreglas fumes poisoning. I technically died but was resucitated...had a sore chest when I awoke. I had a NDE, along with out of body experience...hallucinated that I was Christ being crucified, with all the cinemascope, but all the pain symptoms too. Then I had telepathic experiences with all the other kids who were mostly LSD and other overdoses, bear in mind this was 1970. I was and still am an honest kid. Lying cannot be borne on my soul, because it always eats up half my brain. So I can never lie even to save myself. But I am a survivalist. The general hospital doctors made me sign a form. Next I was shipped to a huge psychiatric hospital, where I continued telepathy experiences with my own age group there. I was in London Psy Hosp for 8 months. So here's a beautiful kid, incarcerated. I won't go into the gory details.
My poor bully mom, came and got me in October 1970.
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In 1974, my mom, had Baptist ministers break and enter into my room and flip through all my large 5foot canvases (many) which I was exhibiting locally...they all pronounced that I was definitely possed by the devil. So...after returning home from hitchhiking all over florida, visiting campuses seeking a college for art, these huge footballplayer size men plus the minister's son abducted me in a black cadillac, and took me to their church and threw me in a dark room. An hour later, they came in, and performed a humiliating exhorcism. This really spaced me out. They broke my spirit.
I again sought help from an outpatient clinic. Because I explained "...I wanna kill my mom..." which was merely expressing myself with colorful metaphors, they put me on prolixin, which is a marvelous drug to subdue dangerous murderers, but here I am again, being misunderstood.
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Make sure you reward him for his achievements without smothering him. And don't smother him with punishment either.
My happenstance, was that I was always placed in dangerous circumstances and dangerous cooincidences.
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I certainly don't want a boo-hoo pity party.
My confused states of mind, range from perfectly stable to schizophrenic/withdrawn, even today...I am 56.
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But look, even today, my mom can make my brain utterly stop, or spin off into that maya of confusion.
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My psychologist is trying to set up an event with the local Orlando Carl Jung Foundation utilizing my dream paintings.