Right. Lets talk about Autism Awareness. (A wee bit sweary!)
These cryptic “post the colour of your underwear to raise awareness of Breast cancer. Don’t tell the boys!” posts do my nut in at the best of times. They raise ZERO awareness and little better than a virus or that letter from the head of the bank in Nigeria offering you millions. They’re stupid and they’re spammy and they do fuck all to raise awareness.
This latest one has really taken the biscuit though. You know the score, someone posts a cryptic status, you click like or comment and you get a PM going “AHA! you clicked like and got caught. Now you have post one of these statements…remember its for autism awareness!
I am so livid. I really don’t know where to start. Because this sort of cryptic shite is a taunt to those with autism. Every bloody day is a nightmare of coping with cryptic statements and conversations, of living on your nerves trying to decode the messages behind what people are saying, in real time and without any innate understanding of several important forms of communication,
I cannot look people in the eye. Ever. I kind of fake it and look at eyebrows or cheekbones but never eyes. Its far too intense, I feel like the other person can see me and knows me right down to the soles of my feet. Logically, i know this is not true but…
I cannot read body language.
I have no tools to decode what you are saying to me other than my knowledge of your personality and what you are actually, literally, saying to me. And people very rarely actually say what they mean.
Imagine growing up, knowing you were different, knowing you were missing important stuff in social interactions but not knowing what or why.
Imagine being totally cut off by people you thought were friends and having no idea why or what you’d done.
Imagine knowing you are the butt of some joke because you misunderstood something but have no idea what or where you went wrong.
Imagine offending someone you actually really like by saying something the wrong way or being a little too honest. Imagine hearing stuff come out of your mouth and realising it was the wrong thing to day but unable to stop it because your social processing (which is fully conscious rather than unconscious as for most) is running ragged trying to keep up.
And that is just the social stuff. There’s a heap of sensory stuff too.
Let me describe a party to you. You know you are going to have to work hard because its a social situation and well, all of the above. You’re wearing smart clothes and you’re uncomfortable because they’re weird and not your normal. They are tight and loose in all the wrong places and that label at the back is jabbing you like a knife.
You go in the door and heat and light hit you. Flashing lights that daze you, different colours coming at you, they feel like they hit you physically. Its so hot you think you might be sick.
And then there are the smells.Everyone’s perfume and aftershave, the smells of the shampoo they used, a million different food smells and alcohol. Every one of them hitting you physically. Jab. Jab. Jab.
The noise is tremendous. There’s music and its very loud. someone over the other side of the room is kicking his chair, someone’s toddler is having a paddy, you can hear EVERY conversation going on in the room yet you cannot decode the speech of the person next to you from the background noise.
Finally, the music cuts off and someone takes to the stage to say “Surprise! We have Kareoke and everyone has to take a turn.” so now you’re thrown by the surprise ( we do not do surprise, ever, because we work on hard-learned scripts for various situations and like to know in advance which we need to use) and the fact that you’re now in a social situation that you have no script for.
All of the above sensations come at you with equal, hard, force. I have no way of filtering them out. Its very physical and very tiring.
And this is me. I have Asperger’s and I don’t suffer from it as badly as others. I can fake it most of the time. My son is far more affected and his life more restricted as a result.
You want to raise awareness of autism? Share this. Donate to http://www.autism.org.uk/ or even better, join in awareness raising campaigns they run. If you cant be arsed doing that, please just spend 5 minutes trying to put yourself in my shoes (ironically, something i am really terrible at. Its another ASD thing to be unable to imagine/envisage other persons pov).
But for fucks sake, do not share confusing and cryptic statements with about 2 seconds thought and pretend it is for my benefit. I can do without friends and contacts like that. And if you share posts from the Autism Speaks monsters who want us “normalised”, then i will delete you.