A bunch of Q&As came in, and I want to use a single post for them because 2 of the 3 won't have long answers.
Dude, you are sick. No, rape is never "legitimate." And you shouldn't need me to tell you this. I don't know who this Saul dude is but if he's telling you rape is OK, then maybe you should stop following him. Also, hullabaloo? Are you all right? Because nothing in this question is remotely normal.
Never heard of it, sorry. Does anybody else have an insight?
I love my long-term readers, also known as the most patient, tolerant, and open-minded people in existence. How you put up with my... erm, exuberance for this long is an object of admiration.
It's true that I have departed from the terminology of autism because it has not led to any interesting insights in years. I'm still the same person, though, with the same neurological complexities as ever. There's definitely a tension between this neurological state and being a parent. For one, you can't spaz out. You'll get interrupted constantly, and it feels like being hit on the head every time it happens. It's physically painful.
Another thing is that one has to dial down the need to keep saying, "Please explain exactly what you are feeling and why?" The frustration of not being able to rationalize the emotions of a two-year-old is strong. On the positive side, I now have a child who has an awareness of her emotional states and the capacity to analyze them verbally that many adults would wish to have.
One area where I've failed completely is to relate to other moms. I tried but it's hopeless. They are excellent moms and great human beings. I'm not blaming anyone here. The problem is entirely on my side. Every time I tried to hang out, I've felt as out of place as a giraffe in the Arctic. It's torture, people, torture. We are a small town, and all the other moms in our school are from around here. Which is great for them but I have no idea what they are on about most of the time, and whenever I say something about myself, people are weirded out. I know I'm weird but having it constantly confirmed is not something I can force myself to seek.
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