My hair is back to normal. As you can tell.
Which begs the question: that’s normal? I guess so. These days, my hair is normally longer than it is short.
If I were to walk around town, it’s pretty normal. At work, it’s not necessarily abnormal. At church, yeah, it ain’t normal. Even in the autism community, y’know, it might be abnormal by comparison — I grew this awesome redness and haven’t given myself a ‘normal highlight color’ like most of us else in the neurodivergent community.
What is normal?
I had an abnormal week. I worked only two days, non-consecutive. I spent Monday mostly outdoors. The other days I spent being a stay-at-home-dad, working every trick in the book to get my daughters to nap at the same time, for hours on end — which they did. Yay me. Go Dad.
Was that normal?
I tend to talk more than others do when others don’t and talk less when others expect me to. I’ll answer some emails in as few words as possible, while waxing labyrinthine and poetic in others. I’ll begin meetings with wild stories and pack a rabbit warren of tangents into what becomes my trail. At times I feel like I’m the only one who gets it. It’s not a matter of smart/dumb — it’s just different, and I feel my lens to be clearer.
Is that normal?
I’m finding more and more people who share the same ‘abnormalities’ I do. The obsessive lateral interests. The hyperfixations. The same categorical social miscues. The similar toolboxes of coping with people and environments and life. The penchant for prolixity. The aversions to contact: eyes, handshakes, proximity.
Aren’t those normal?
Autism is my normal.
It’s normal for me to overexplain, to conjure obtuse analogies, to confuse literalities, to cringe at a lack of specificities, to walk in unpredictable gaits as my mind cycles through ideas, to rehearse conversational possibilities before they happen, to analyze details that you’re uncomfortable with me knowing but you’re just not mindful enough to obscure, so of course I’m going to ask about that reminder to give Richard a heartworm pill and comment on how unexpected it is to either have a dog by the name Richard or a person named Richard who requires a heartworm pill.
It’s normal for me to forget things in front of my face, to ignore things beyond the periphery of my routine, to seize up and shudder at a full sink, to spend hours emptying my dishwasher, to want to help so bad that I become an annoyance, to earnestly come back with details about episodes and events that impact you, to reach the apex of achievement and wallow in pity within a day, to cry at random and have nothing to explain the rare and strange event.
This is normal.
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One thought on “New Normal? In Autism, it’s something different.”
All seems pretty normal to me. Just a thought…
1) overexplain is just explain with detail – over is a subjective thing that others think is objective (it’s not)
2) obtuse analogies are outside the box or lateral thinking (valuable)
3) others expect me to – that’s on them (their wants are not your/our needs)
4) social miscues – It’s not our society. I find I “F” up less (and recover quicker when I do) with my autie friends. NTs need to be less rigid (see what I did there?)
I completely get your “I feel my lens to be clearer”. Things that are obvious to me are arcane to others. And that tends to drive my over explaination. Sometimes though it feels often like I’m being arrogant and then when I “fail” feel am prone to feel like a fraud and an embarrassment.
It’s a tough road but thank you for being open and honest. But then again who else could you be?
Either way its appreciated