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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 10:35 am
Phatts McDangle Lumanny the Space Jew Phatts McDangle Lumanny the Space Jew HELP ME.My parents are planning for my Summer and they want to send me to this really scary camp. It's all about milestones and coming in a boy and leaving a man as a completely different person. What's an Aspergers guy to do? gonk And how, you may ask, do they intend to incite this metamorphasis? Through a week of straight outdoor hiking and camping in the woods wallowing in the muck and getting dirty until the end where you cover your hand in paint and make a handprint on this poster... What's a poor OCD guy to do? gonk I've got to get out of this. You mean your parents don't understand your temperament well enough to know that this would be a bad experience for you? If you tell them how you feel, they'll ignore you and send you anyway? Or do they think that this is going to "fix" all your problems? The latter. They think it will be good for me. crying Bring your parents in for a "family session" with your psychiatrist and have him/her explain to them why it's not a good idea. Kuh-lev-her.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 2:34 pm
I wanted to mention how as of late I've been hating my non-Jewish sounding name, but this is more important.
In science class, we're building rockets with HOT GLUE GUNS. I brought multiple sweaters because by autism they make me more confident. But then this b*****d Matthew chased me down and touched my sweater. I screamed and ran and washed. I had to abandon it in the bathroom, which killed me. But this is HOT GLUE. That's really all you can do at that point. It hurt me to do that, I have an emotional connection with fabrics.... I hate Matthew now. And it's not just that. There are other bullies. There's this b***h named Megan who always points and laughs with hwer friends whenever I act autitic and skulk and hide, which is all natural to me. The school has programs that help people like me. My best friends who also has Aspergers gets all the help he needs. But they have never ever ever batted an eye for me. Why is that? I need help.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 4:29 pm
Lumanny the Space Jew I wanted to mention how as of late I've been hating my non-Jewish sounding name, but this is more important. In science class, we're building rockets with HOT GLUE GUNS. I brought multiple sweaters because by autism they make me more confident. But then this b*****d Matthew chased me down and touched my sweater. I screamed and ran and washed. I had to abandon it in the bathroom, which killed me. But this is HOT GLUE. That's really all you can do at that point. It hurt me to do that, I have an emotional connection with fabrics.... I hate Matthew now. And it's not just that. There are other bullies. There's this b***h named Megan who always points and laughs with hwer friends whenever I act autitic and skulk and hide, which is all natural to me. The school has programs that help people like me. My best friends who also has Aspergers gets all the help he needs. But they have never ever ever batted an eye for me. Why is that? I need help. You've never been diagnosed, though. They just said you had "Aspergers-like tendencies". The school can't legally give you help for Aspergers if you don't officially have it. Have a third-party make it official and you'll get your help.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:47 pm
Behatzlacha-S Lumanny the Space Jew I wanted to mention how as of late I've been hating my non-Jewish sounding name, but this is more important. In science class, we're building rockets with HOT GLUE GUNS. I brought multiple sweaters because by autism they make me more confident. But then this b*****d Matthew chased me down and touched my sweater. I screamed and ran and washed. I had to abandon it in the bathroom, which killed me. But this is HOT GLUE. That's really all you can do at that point. It hurt me to do that, I have an emotional connection with fabrics.... I hate Matthew now. And it's not just that. There are other bullies. There's this b***h named Megan who always points and laughs with hwer friends whenever I act autitic and skulk and hide, which is all natural to me. The school has programs that help people like me. My best friends who also has Aspergers gets all the help he needs. But they have never ever ever batted an eye for me. Why is that? I need help. You've never been diagnosed, though. They just said you had "Aspergers-like tendencies". The school can't legally give you help for Aspergers if you don't officially have it. Have a third-party make it official and you'll get your help. No, I was diagnosed. Remember? My Psychologist: YES, IT'S ASPERGERS. My Phsychologist Dad: No, it's not. My psychaiatrist: No, it's not. The official compromise to satistfy everybody was "Aspergers- like tendercies," but officially I was diagnosed by my psychologist.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 2:15 pm
I forgave that b*****d.
And today this other b*****d did the same thing, touching my sleeve. They all seem to think I'm joking. I told him I'd kick him in the head if he did it but I couldn't at the time. So it's understood I owe him that. He's actually sort of a friend of mine.
And there's still this girl who makes fun of all the Aspergers things I do since the beginning of the year.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 4:44 pm
Immature and stupid. Ignore them - they mean and are nothing.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 5:56 pm
I can't ignore the hot glue. It's basically THE Contaminant, along with Rubber Cement.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 6:44 pm
I mean s**t, are your classes even supervised? It's science! People can't be chasing one another...especially with hot stuff. The glue gun itself isn't that hot, but who here has gotten that molten lava stuff on their skin. It hurts.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 6:50 pm
kingpinsqeezels I mean s**t, are your classes even supervised? It's science! People can't be chasing one another...especially with hot stuff. The glue gun itself isn't that hot, but who here has gotten that molten lava stuff on their skin. It hurts. Well, they chased me into the hall each times. Also, the glue itself wasn't visible, just particles. But the OCD....
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 5:02 pm
Post 878 ^. smile
Opening letters is getting harder and harder. All envelopes are glued nowadays. I have to cut the open from the bottom, sometimes damaging the contents.
I just opened a letter using such means. It was a hand painted letter from relatives. PAINT.
NOT TO SELF: NEVER OPEN ANY SNAIL MAIL AGAIN. EVER.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:04 pm
The Summers are the worst. No school, no Stucture...
The little things just start getting harder and harder.... Then.....
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 3:51 pm
Lumanny the Space Jew The Summers are the worst. No school, no Stucture... The little things just start getting harder and harder.... Then..... Make a schedule? I automatically make one in my head, or distract myself by gorging on books.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 4:06 pm
Behatzlacha-S Lumanny the Space Jew The Summers are the worst. No school, no Stucture... The little things just start getting harder and harder.... Then..... Make a schedule? I automatically make one in my head, or distract myself by gorging on books. A schedule of what? Until I leave on my trip next week, all I've got going is Gaia and watching TV. Things have just stopped. Now what? Just muddle through and try not to think too hard about... anything? BTW, the brand new squeaky ball I bought for my dog to replace the other one that fell into an oil puddle twice? It too fell through and is now dirty. Maybe not contaminated, but dirty. I can't keep buying new ones!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 10:43 am
MY DAD.
Remember how he used to call my OCD stuff 'silly' and 'ridiculous?' Remember how he apoligised and said he'd stop?
Well here's something to remember: When I said I was afraid of Tile Grout, he said 'Crazy!' Seriously, he's supposed to be an empathetic psychologist, but the first thing he says is 'Crazy!' I called him on it and he switched it to 'Irrational.' But he will not apologise. My dad once told me that he had a patient who thought that if he didn't put a blanket over his TV, the E.T.s would monitor him in his sleep. And yet, I don't think he said "Crazy!" to him. He once told me that he had a patient who thought she was seeing him transforming into a fish before her eyes. Did he call her Crazy? He's mentioned a manic woman who thought that she had to climb atop city hall and fly a kite with the flag on it. She thought that if she risked her neck to do it, everyone wold be happy. Then, when they hospitalised her, she believed that she was there because her friends had given her a job as a suicide conselor because of the one time she tried it herself. Any yet, he was being paid so he did not say "Crazy!" Only to his flesh and blood will he say it!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:54 pm
Lumanny the Space Jew MY DAD. Remember how he used to call my OCD stuff 'silly' and 'ridiculous?' Remember how he apoligised and said he'd stop? Well here's something to remember: When I said I was afraid of Tile Grout, he said 'Crazy!' Seriously, he's supposed to be an empathetic psychologist, but the first thing he says is 'Crazy!' I called him on it and he switched it to 'Irrational.' But he will not apologise. My dad once told me that he had a patient who thought that if he didn't put a blanket over his TV, the E.T.s would monitor him in his sleep. And yet, I don't think he said "Crazy!" to him. He once told me that he had a patient who thought she was seeing him transforming into a fish before her eyes. Did he call her Crazy? He's mentioned a manic woman who thought that she had to climb atop city hall and fly a kite with the flag on it. She thought that if she risked her neck to do it, everyone wold be happy. Then, when they hospitalised her, she believed that she was there because her friends had given her a job as a suicide conselor because of the one time she tried it herself. Any yet, he was being paid so he did not say "Crazy!" Only to his flesh and blood will he say it! Remind him that you can't help it, and that he's having a negative effect on your self-esteem by calling you "Crazy", which you aren't.
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