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I've just been told that I have "high functioning" Asperger's Syndrome. I've never heard of this "high functioning" qualification for Aspergers (Autism, yes...but not Apsergers). I was told that it means that I am extremely intellegent, which explains many of my problems in life. I guess my daily life isn't too far from that of Wittgenstein's: one minute I'm contemplating suicide and becoming a monk; the next I'm throwing myslef into deep philosophical thinking about The Truth. I'm totally nuts but it's all good fun. Smile

I was wondering how people cope with this super-intense craziness? I try intense exercise, performing free jazz, headbanging (on a pillow), and even meditation. Sometimes this works; sometimes not. I've also found out that water sounds help me (I will buy a fish tank), rocking on my chair, walking with a walking stick, tapping my fingers and teeth in public places, and so forth. Does anyone have any advice on how to cope with the worst of this?

Have you ever seen the end of the film Pi (π)? I'm Faust gone mad! Laughing

...also, can anyone tell me what "high functioning" actually means? It sound like fluffly nonsense to me...any links to research?


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  • Thanks guys - I've so many many stories I could tell. Most people do a few "out there" things in their life but I f***ing live (way, way beyond) "out there" ALL MY LIFE!!!  I recently found one of the diaries of the ideas I would keep about the things I was interested in and I couldn't believe what I was thinking...the intense creative fervour was like that of a madman (maybe John Nash without the other mental health problems)...my father has just found out about this "problem” and the first thing he said was (and this is a man who sat more than double the number of exams most kids sit in a sitting...straight-A...public-school-type education...more than several languages mastered at high school...with a "hot-house" focus on him as the brightest kid: "oh, that's why you could beat me at chess age four!". Smile

    So so funny...and then I'm so confused about why I can't stand on the table in a restaurant (thinking to myself...but why not? It’s so arbitrary...let's give it a go and find out why...)…so I conduct a "phenomenological experiment" (you get me?!?!)..only to find out that you're not supposed to do that...right? Laughing

    ...genius or retard? You tell me...?

     ...funny thing...I thought I was stupid because everyone looked at me as a moron (I would be so gauche and maladroit and would always be thinking so hard about why this shadow is here and not there...or whether it was impolite to tie my shoelaces in front of someone as they talked)...and then when professor bigwig couldn't answer my barrage of "super intellectual" questions I thought that he was even stupider than me...so I’d tell him right to his face, in no uncertain terms, and in very great and specific detail, why this was the case (in a super-polite and restrained manner, of course) ...which made things worse...never went down well...and then I would blow a fuse and run away from civilisation to scream in a forest, where no one could see or hear me (before legging it from the farmer..."nuns on the run" type stuff...ROBBIE COLTRANE!! ROBBIE COLTRANE!! Cool can you hear the music!?!?!?)...I thought that it was the stupidest teaching the stupid...turns out I’m a genius who can't open a door without thinking about a "strategy for smiling"...Foot in Mouth


    ...first thing my mum said, "is there a dating site for these people"? haha. well?! is there...mind you, she would have to live at the other side of town...and sex...a three hour philosophical conversation about the topology of the condom

     

     

     

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  • Thanks guys - I've so many many stories I could tell. Most people do a few "out there" things in their life but I f***ing live (way, way beyond) "out there" ALL MY LIFE!!!  I recently found one of the diaries of the ideas I would keep about the things I was interested in and I couldn't believe what I was thinking...the intense creative fervour was like that of a madman (maybe John Nash without the other mental health problems)...my father has just found out about this "problem” and the first thing he said was (and this is a man who sat more than double the number of exams most kids sit in a sitting...straight-A...public-school-type education...more than several languages mastered at high school...with a "hot-house" focus on him as the brightest kid: "oh, that's why you could beat me at chess age four!". Smile

    So so funny...and then I'm so confused about why I can't stand on the table in a restaurant (thinking to myself...but why not? It’s so arbitrary...let's give it a go and find out why...)…so I conduct a "phenomenological experiment" (you get me?!?!)..only to find out that you're not supposed to do that...right? Laughing

    ...genius or retard? You tell me...?

     ...funny thing...I thought I was stupid because everyone looked at me as a moron (I would be so gauche and maladroit and would always be thinking so hard about why this shadow is here and not there...or whether it was impolite to tie my shoelaces in front of someone as they talked)...and then when professor bigwig couldn't answer my barrage of "super intellectual" questions I thought that he was even stupider than me...so I’d tell him right to his face, in no uncertain terms, and in very great and specific detail, why this was the case (in a super-polite and restrained manner, of course) ...which made things worse...never went down well...and then I would blow a fuse and run away from civilisation to scream in a forest, where no one could see or hear me (before legging it from the farmer..."nuns on the run" type stuff...ROBBIE COLTRANE!! ROBBIE COLTRANE!! Cool can you hear the music!?!?!?)...I thought that it was the stupidest teaching the stupid...turns out I’m a genius who can't open a door without thinking about a "strategy for smiling"...Foot in Mouth


    ...first thing my mum said, "is there a dating site for these people"? haha. well?! is there...mind you, she would have to live at the other side of town...and sex...a three hour philosophical conversation about the topology of the condom

     

     

     

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