tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102447705824989485.post4232669733626190834..comments2024-02-15T01:49:10.208-05:00Comments on Autistic Speaks: Levels of meLydiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08961164881093640787noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102447705824989485.post-28888362384568318922011-02-18T06:52:19.481-05:002011-02-18T06:52:19.481-05:00Great food for thought, especially as my son with ...Great food for thought, especially as my son with Autism gets older. Thanks!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102447705824989485.post-89187230325656857902011-02-18T03:10:06.846-05:002011-02-18T03:10:06.846-05:00You're not talking to a wall. I read each and ...You're not talking to a wall. I read each and every post. I totally get this. I identify greatly w/what you write here. I find it annoying to hear others tell me to just be myself or that I just need to be myself or just think I need to be drawn out. I appreciate people mean well but, they inevitably seem to think I have emotional problems which isn't necessarily the case. I am a very emotional person. Usually in context with things that bother me deeply and that don't bother others as much but, I don't necessarily think it's out of proportion to what God feels grieved by. I do know that if silly stuff is bothering it's because I'm not listening to cues from my body but, generally the attitudes of others toward me as well as others do make me sad alot and therefore, sometimes cause me to feel down and I constantly have to go to God about it and again by the worlds standards that is not acceptable but, I do feel very close to God and it's the reason I don't want to go on medication because I have been on it and while I coped somewhat better, I felt distanced from God and I didn't feel myself or who God wants me to be.elianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05932996356488392973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102447705824989485.post-42786122522352933132011-02-17T07:35:12.574-05:002011-02-17T07:35:12.574-05:00Thank you so much for your kind words! Sometimes ...Thank you so much for your kind words! Sometimes it's just nice to know that someone else gets it. And goodness knows it's nice to know that someone's out there reading. I can't help but feel like I'm talking to the wall whenever no one comments, true or not.Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08961164881093640787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102447705824989485.post-66410128334496068282011-02-17T00:11:03.262-05:002011-02-17T00:11:03.262-05:00I am finding it harder and harder to fake it with ...I am finding it harder and harder to fake it with close friends and family. It seems so pointless to have a superficial conversation that is basically meaningless, but I don't want to bore people with a long discourse on whatever is on my mind, so I feel stuck not knowing exactly what to say.<br /><br />So I don't really have any answers for you, just a "me too" response. (Oh, and I wanted to let you know that I have been reading your posts but haven't had much opportunity to sit down and comment on blogs lately. I am definitely still here though and appreciate your sharing about what you are experiencing and learning.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com