The Anti-Aspie

My personality literally tortures me, and it's not funny.

I would accept having Asperger's syndrome if I had better math skills, was more computer savy, had more strengths, had worse hygiene, etc. But no. I have to be the one to constantly and relentlessly beat the odds, almost to the point of obsession. I want to be the first person with autism elected to a major public office. I look up to Harvey Milk. He beat the odds, and sure died a martyr because of it, and I'm willing to die to better those with pervasive developmental disorder and make their lives better. Every minority group deserves political representation.

But I have the aspirations and much of the personality of an air head. Need I say identity crisis?

And I wish people could understand, people MY OWN AGE could understand the struggle I face everyday to keep my head up, forget about high.