I'm sometimes told that my perception of my abilities is off track,
by people who see me doing things that they imagine are just
ordinary things, without comprehending how dearly I pay for the
simple act of rising, dressing, going out to pay bills or shop. Any
of this is viewed as 'proof' that I am not Aspie, by folks who have
a difficult time accepting my late-life dx. I wrote the following on
another list, and it strikes me as being useful info to share with
others who also may be told now and then that they are NOT as
impaired as they say they are. Just doing a normal deed is not
the same as being able to do it without having to recover after the
event by withdrawing and renewing what has been used up.
--- This is what I wrote, that sparked the above comment.---
Since discovering my Aspie dx, I am better able to cope with the
flagging energy (if that is even the right word for ennui/lassitude)
that plagues me. I used to push myself to dress, to show up, as
if that might compensate for the absence of interest in being part
of anything. Looking back, I can see that I've zombied through a
lot of life. Occasionally I'm able to pull it together, once I'm out.
The sheer astonishment at getting up and out often takes me to
the edge of something akin to hysteria. I display manic (to me)
behavior, sometimes trying to explain how surprised I am not to
be spending the day in bed. I'm amazed, sometimes, to find that
I am at an appointment. For the most part, I pass on events that
require me to rise and shine. Some days I barely leave my
room, keeping my door ajar so folks will know that I'm alive. This
computer helps me cover my reluctance to participate in events
beyond the bedroom door. I say I'm doing research. Ha! -Zer