Fucking aspergers

I'm really getting on my own nerves today. I've been thinking and thinking since the time I got up. It's as if I've been listening to a running monologue all day. I wish I would shut the fuck up and give myself a break. I'm looking forward to seeing the odd bunch, if it happens.
Again I've been wondering what is going on in my head, and what is behind it. I've just had a look at Google and found the above poster. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, as practically everything applies to me. I could have written the words myself. I am much better at making friends now, but didn't have any at all until I was in my late thirties. I have such good friends. They were worth waiting for.