Christmas time in recent years has been traditionally the most difficult (and depressing) year for me. I think a vast majority of people around the world whether they are” normal” or “different” could attest to my thoughts.
I don’t think as one gets older and the views of the holiday changes, it’s the fact I’ve seen my own family fell apart thought my childhood into my teenage years and into my adult life. I believe part of this has to do with people being self-absorbed. I have a few family members who have ruined our relationships and just witnessing it has been painful. Thankfully I’ve closed that chapter over the last few Christmases.
My (maternal) aunt has been absent of my life since I was about 16, she’s a handful to deal with. She has been around my area on several occasions in the last year like it was no ones business, which in part that is a literal statement and a figurative one at the same time. The family had basically broken up with her several years ago, and she had gotten married and had a child and had told us after the fact. She doesn’t live around here, but in an area hundreds and hundreds of miles away from where I live. She’ll contact my grandmother on a occasion and talk to her like nothing happened. No guilt or any sense thereof. I could even understand her or forgive if she had any guilt thereof. To end that story, she’s a textbook definition of someone who is “fake” and is chronically a jerk. It boggles my mind how can someone be so careless, but act so caring in the most lamest fashion. I won’t bring up additional “drama” since it is to do with my family in an intimate way, and I don’t need (literally the) entire world* to know.
*I’ve gotten more international followers than I have domestic on this blog!
Another family member that has been part of my relationship from childhood was a cousin from one side of my family tree. She’s less than 5 years older than I am. She used to baby sit me. And she knew about my difficulties. (I was naive and thought my family didn’t know about my autism, I don’t know how much they knew at the time. I was that bad – at a young age of 18!)
She finished high school at the turn of the century and went to a university in Providence, and later was dating a boyfriend and later had a kid and gotten married. It really was she was with a boyfriend, gotten pregnant, moved back to the area, and then gotten married, etc., etc. etc. Unfortunately, things went very fast, and that timeline all happened within one year. Her later-to-be husband I wasn’t too fond of (and still I have difficulties with.) He is originally from the South, and I kinda don’t care for Southerners.
Meanwhile, my cousin has a severe case of undiagnosed ADHD, where she can’t sit still for one second (don’t try a New York Minute with her ether!) Her ADHD-like demeanor just really puts her into a fog and a tunnelvision.
Unlike the aunt I was discussing about earlier, this cousin is the suburban-girl stereotype I have been very critical on the blogs I’ve published in the last couple of years. In high school, she was very popular, was in athletic clubs, being HS president, the valedictorian and all that crap that one experiences in high school. She was well liked. So much, that she added up her social circles in college.
Many.
A lot.
So much, Facebook wouldn’t need to be referenced about her social life, because I see it outside of the browser window!
Supposedly her “friend” count on Facebook is near 1,000, but I see her large social circle when I have been to family gatherings, and family should be stricken out because often when we went to her kids birthdays it was like we were the third-wheel.
I’ve been over the drinking age for over 4 years now, and my phone hasn’t rang yet about going out for a beer together with my mother, her and her husband. Hasn’t happened yet. She’s been to more bridal showers (and now after marriage) baby showers from the college age and high school friends than she has been with her family. And speaking about drinking, she was one of those party girls, though now being thirty, she’s is supposedly slowing down, and the partying allegedly has slowed down too.
I was taught when I was in my late teens that most friends fade after various stages, and while you retain some friends in stages like high school or college, it was that some would continue, not like how my cousin has (again, Facebook or “friends” on Fb has nothing or little to do with this story, because the story explains itself in the real world!)
I’ve haven’t seen her in a long time, last time was around Christmas. She used to be a manager of a major borderline-yuppie national bakery chain in my area before moving closer to home of opening a new shop about a year ago.
I might be bitter because there is some natural jealousy to her lavish lifestyle in her twenties, something I never had to begin with, because I was taught to grow up right after my 18th birthday (as perverted as it is.) And I haven’t used Facebook for a few years actively, and seeing this overrated lifestyle in the real world has hurt me even more. And this is my cousin – a cousin I was very close with as a kid! Someone who should had been aware of ones dysfunctions and using as a perspective in life! Yes I have changed since a preteen, but you get my point!
It hurts around this time of year, when such holiday is to be with the close people in your family, and some family members you think are close to you; is not close to them and the only solution is to just take them out of your life. And for someone like me, it’s the most painful thing to do, but you have to get on with your life. But it’s the only option that will be a logical solution.
I write these public stories to show how I am unfairly having a void in my brain called understanding relationships and how its not me – it’s the other people have redefined relationships or ruining the definition. Sadly, its my own close family members that are redefining relationships.
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Tragedy in Connecticut – The Possible Effects of Self-Absorbed Social Media
While I am not condoning the behavior of what happened in the Connecticut Elementary School shooting at the Sandy Hook school in Newtown; I still wonder what would cause someone to snap.
Some blame the gun control and how lax it is.
Some blame the security of the schools, which in the Newtown event, they were above proactive, the problem was the gunman shot the glass door.
Some would question the mental health system in this country
Some would say that we have gotten too politically correct by not saying that someone who is jerk instead of he’s got issues.
Some even would say that the school systems lowering standards, and giving awards to all people, and saying that “you’re special” and how when they finish school, the world doesn’t treat everyone as “special”
Some have questioned if social media is causing animals like this gunman to do what he did…
…my point would be is it really social media like Facebook, Instagram, Twitter to make everyone else less aware of their surroundings, is causing them to be self-absorbed, or even causing them to act like celebrities, and other narcissistic-enabling behavior?
Is social media or networking sites confirming a point that many “normal” people the ones that are really the jerks, and causing a person to be so angry because of his quirks and being left out because he wasn’t in the “clique”?
This alleged anger might had been dating from his high school days. He was born in Kingston, NH and then moved to Connecticut with his single mother when he was young and did grow up in Newtown. Was the snobbish/jerky behavior of his peers caused him to snap?
We do know he was high honors and was in some peer groups like LAN parties (gaming online – no not trying to socialize with NetWare, Nextstep or NT servers…in my dreams that would be my ideal “LAN party!”) and those stories came out by the end of the weekend.
But what about the ones who wouldn’t take innocent lives, but have some form of frustration after spending most of ones childhood in school? What if someone who has social or relationship problems who see the self-absorbed behavior around him, how can he (or she mind you) is going to react or get those words out properly?
But now after this tragedy, the autism world had initially been painted with a bad brush, and even when it has been debunked, there is still going to be ignorance!
I called this out Friday night, society will still be overly cautious on some loner, and quiet individuals as domestic criminals. There are surveillance technologies that can detect such behavior and send red flags on the “tape”. As fucked up as it is, I hate to say it is what it is. One too many massacres, and people become scared and overly cautious. And the people like me are the ones that will be targeted for a period of time until another disasters happens.
I want to make this clear – I am in no means defending this guy, I’m only playing devils advocate. Sometimes its necessary to see the other side.
Happiness is sometimes serving Lattes
It is the last week of shopping before Christmas, and today is the final Online Shopping day to Christmas (if you want your present before!) The mother had mentioned she wanted a large coffee cup and a purple color, as she broke her mug recently as the handle got weak or something happened in the dishwasher. Anyways, to do a random act of kindness, by *listening* to my mother, I made a mental note and have gone to several stores, the local outlet stores and the local malls, ranging from the anchor malls, to stores like Kohls to no avail.
You would think there would be a market for a 16 oz ceramic coffee mug?
A single quantity too!
My mother can be a health nut, and she doesn’t want one of those ceramic (Dunkin’ Donuts looking one without the Styrofoam) or those ice-coffee like containers, as those contain plastic and maybe lead paint or even mercury. Well coming to think of that, they say if a mother inhales any of those chemicals, it could cause their kid to have autism.
I’ve tried to even use Amazon.com, to no avail ether.
And my mother is wondering why I am up at 9:00 at night “working” in my office.
It’s because I’m trying to serve a large order of “coffee” for your happiness!
Folks, don’t take this too seriously, its just satire!
Adam Lanza…. Asperger’s Syndrome……School Shooting…..This Mother’s Perspective…..
I told ‘ya so
If you thought the ASD/PDD community would get clobbered after the Sandy Hook Massacre, well I told you so on Friday.
The world is A-Twitter with people not understanding that in almost every case of people with autism, there is a small number of people who may become violent, meanwhile 99% and more people are now being considered as monsters.
Do a Twitter search on just the lone hashtag, and you’ll know what I mean.
The fuel of hatred begins by having one bad experience (whether is first hand to third hand) and the ignorance just blows up from there.
Happiness is Overrated
So I have to get some goals and objectives for my contract for next year to continue to receive services. I’ve mentioned before the change of how to measure my goals has changed for my contract. This change is scaring the hell out of me, and it is making me wonder why am I in services if I will be held with higher accountability. They claim its supposed to help me reach my goals, but I feel like its going to make me have to meet standards and never fall back if something legitimately forces me to go back.
I’ve seen these high accountability standards hitting the people who suffer with borderline disabilities, the ones you can’t “see” since it doesn’t take over your body. And as such, we have to meet high standards. I know friends who have suffered with high expectations. Some tried to kill themselves, and some that had dropped out of high school alltogether. While I am not in school, and if I keep up becoming an icicle, because I am scared to death with trying to keep the authorities happy, I still feel like meeting high standards are going to make me fall backwards and not forwards, and I have to hold my self accountable in a higher level since I have a form of high functioning autism. Can you see why I am tired of feeling so “high” pardon a pun?
I don’t feel like I have the power to meet standards for myself. I feel like my freedom has been taken away thanks to the government regulating the shit out of the most vulnerable citizens of society.
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I am required to meet with someone via the phone in a couple of days to go over my goals. And I’ll tell her that my goal is to get out of the services by I dunno, in a couple of years. And I’ll tell her its because of these regulations that are making me get out, instead of retaining me as long as I need my services. Sure I may not work 40 hours in the next few years, sure I will try to succeed without bitching, but these kinds of practices wants me to kill myself (sorry for mentioning this during such timing.)
I had switched services during this time a few years ago, and the contract starts in January and ends in December, so the planning just doesn’t help during the holiday season.
I’m tired of having to be the slave for other people’s happiness. It’s not about my future, its about meeting other peoples expectations that happens to be labeled as “my future”.
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I don’t want to sound like an anti-government, Constitution flaunting; the world should revolve in 1776 all the time, (because I don’t fully-subscribe to those views at all) but sometimes government does take your freedom away in order to get services or funding.
The only thing I would like – is to be happy without being put under a microscope and be held hostage to meet other people’s expectations for my happiness.
Newtown Tragedy – Perspective
It has been 2 days since the gunman killed almost 2 dozen children and 5 women in a “little town” in a Connecticut Elementary school. I would like to take a few minutes to break some things down.
- This morning, details about the “mother” of the gunman killed in one of the classrooms turns out she didn’t work for that school. Yesterday, it was believed that she was a temp employee. So now knowing that he didn’t kill his mother; what made him go there?
- The medical examination believes that the children had died on impact given how little they were and how one bullet or so could take them out entirely
- And this gunman had blown the glass on the door to get in since the school was locked shut unless you have a key card, or you don’t look like that dude when you appear on the CCTV camera.
These sorts of questions are a big mystery, and since he killed himself, it makes the investigation a little more difficult.
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What made him kill? What was so wrong at home for him to blow peoples heads off? Why did he pull triggers instead of doing a hostage situation, which could had been less life threatening?
What is worse is schools will have to ether make their buildings more bullet-proof (translation: becoming corrections facilities). The SWAT teams wouldn’t work because he already killed tons of people prior to their arrival.
The acts against the most youngest people in society is just sad.
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Not to minimize this story, but I do doubt about how the media has described this “small town” in the New York Tristate area. Since most of the media is from New York, apparently their scalability of communities is much different than my perception. Newtown has 27,000 or so people. That is same (or similar) for towns like North Andover, Massachusetts; Londonderry, New Hampshire and Attleboro, Massachusetts. Such towns typically (at least the one I’ve mentioned) have a significant school aged population and/or is a “bedroom community” as the media have described about Newtown. I’ve heard descriptions such as “everyone knew by name”. But this “tight-knit” might be describing how the entire town knew the principal at Sandy Hook Elementary instead of knowing their neighbors or socializing in the local stores, etc.
The “small town” part should be taken with skepticism.
The definition of the “small town” has gone away sadly to say at least around here. When I was growing up, I was under the impression the “small town.” I was living in was what my family described, and it turns out I was mislead. It was in the past, not in the present! I love the ideal of a “small town”, a community that isn’t so judgmental, or they at least talk to you, and they don’t mind their business and they know you by name. Where I live, the neighbors around me are much older, and grew up in the town that was once a real “small town”. Today it has changed, I won’t go into details since it would be improper, but it will give me an idea to write in the future.
Newtown Tragedy
I try to not be a journalist on this blog, but today makes me get my inner-reporter to kick in and have a mini-editorial. It does however focus on relationships.
My heart goes out to the victims of the elementary school shooting in Newtown Connecticut. The shooting was the second largest massacre in US history. There was more victims than Virginia Tech and Columbine and unlike those who perished, these were young kids! The school was a kindergarten to 4th grade school. most of these children were under the age of 10, young and innocent like it should be. Parents had expected their kids to start school on a normal day on Friday with the weather nice and sunny and a teensy mild for the area.
No parent was expecting a reversed 9-1-1 call today from the local emergency communications bureau to give them the OK to show up to a staging area to see if their kid would arrive unscathed physically or emotionally.
No parent should have been in New York (or even Bridgeport) and going back home to the longest drive in their lives to see if their “baby” was still alive. Remember, these dead were kindergardeners – 5 years old!
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The Ideal Girl
This will be a reoccurring feature from time to time to show you publicly my definition of The Ideal Girl
These pictures were handdrawn, or sketched and enhanced through Photoshop, the latter is a new skill. You’ll see this work throughout this post. Also, the girl is the same, but again, various conditions caused this girl to not look consistent.
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