I am Autistic I am not Stupid
I am not obsessed with trains or cows. In fact my time seems to be so limited I rarely have an opportunity to obsess about anything. My husband joked last night and said
“Hunny you are obsessed with worry”
I do agree with him. I do worry a lot and I make no excuses for it beings most of the world views people who worry as being bad. But I know I am not bad.
I am overly aware sometimes. Frighteningly aware sometimes. But I don’t always make that known to people. Grandma taught me never to shout when I am afraid.
Wherever did they come up with the name “worry wart” I thought only ugly witches had warts when I was a child until the neighborhood boy showed me his wart one time. He was proud of it to but I thought it was ugly and had fell off the nose of a witch onto his finger! Grandma told me he got it from holding frogs and toads and told us we should never touch them.
..and I never did. If I saw one jumping out from behind a flower in the garden I left the garden. I did not want to get any warts.
My brother once said I was too pretty to have Autism. I secretly thanked myself for staying away from getting any warts.
Which would you rather be if you had the choice–divinely beautiful or dazzlingly clever or angelically good?”
Anne of Green Gables
I don’t have a choice and the adult world is not as kind as when I was a child. Just like toads and frogs spread warts some people still have not grown up from the ideas they were taught.
Of course who wants to self appoint themselves to diagnose someone to be Autistic?
Do you worry about the world chewing and spitting out your loved one who is Autistic when they get older?
There is still so much work to do when it comes to society in general understanding Autism. We can try to understand that some people never will understand Autism.
Perhaps a little dose of obsession might help them
Autistic Tip- Not everyone is the same (thank goodness). The autism spectrum is vast and just because one person is obsessed with something does not mean that every Autistic is this way.
Romans 12 6;8 Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them: if prophecy, in proportion to our faith; if service, in our serving; the one who teaches, in his teaching; the one who exhorts, in his exhortation; the one who contributes, in generosity; the one who leads, with zeal; the one who does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness.
Daniel had understanding in visions and dreams.
So I ask- If you could be part of a tree which would you choose- the branch where everyone could reach farther, the trunk to hold everyone up, or the roots so you could nourish it all.
Sometimes we just can’t be it all
We are all different. Celebrate your differences. Warts , worries and all