I only managed three hours sleep last night. I fell asleep almost instantly, slept soundly and woke up suddenly, and feel very tired now. My sleep has always been all over the place. I don't know how I managed to keep down a really demanding job like the one I had. Now, at least, I can try and have a nap, but then I couldn't.
Since I started writing my blog I've been trying to confront issues head-on. A whole lifetime of suppression and denial has expressed itself in sometimes ugly and challenging statements. I'm finally feeling able to be myself. I've said things that perhaps I shouldn't have said, but I needed to say them. I was coming to terms with the sort of people who have been my tormentors. So that's done.
I still have issues with misunderstanding, particularly of jokes. I still have issues with unwanted intrusion by others. I am still upset by noise. I still get depressed. I still find everyday life overwhelming. Each of these things I will deal with in its turn. But I'm not afraid of people as much as I used to be.
It is heartening to me that other people who have Aspergers say that my writing gives voice to how they also feel.
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