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I found out this morning that my little sister (aged 24ish) was diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome yesterday.
I just turned on my telly to find myself watching Rain Man.
Brilliant. You couldn't make that up.
On a serious note...my little sister has Aspergers...WTF?!
Current thoughts go something like:
Well that explains alot...
Worried. Stigma. Labeled. Will she cope?
Then again...she's not coped terribly well over the last couple of years so maybe it's a good thing?
...mind you...what does that say about the rest of the family? You know...genetic predispositions and all that?
...more to the point what does that say about me?
I appreciate that the above is some of the worst grammar I've ever written but just now it's all a bit of jumble of thoughts and emotions...
I did suggest something briefly to you regarding this a while back. I don't now if you remember. I thought this because it runs in my family and I recognise the behaviours associated with it.
Also, I have discovered my own brain is a jigsaw puzzle, not just the ADD/ADHD but a series of other comorbidities coming to light.
I don't see any of it as a bad thing for me, if anything its helped my understanding of myself and how I interact with the world around me.
It is heavy though. Really heavy..what a journey :/