ayoungaspie
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I don't really know where to start with this post, and I may not have posted in the right place so sorry about that. I feel like I am lacking a lot of motivation and almost felt too lazy to think about what exactly I wanted to post (if that makes sense). Part of that is boredom I guess, because I have a lot of spare time and don't make best use of it, which is what I will get into later.
The main thing that bugs me is my height (I posted about it 2 months ago). I am 5ft 4 (and 1/4) inches tall, which I feel is a pathetic height for me. My Dad is 5ft 8.5 and my mum 5ft 3. I was late going through puberty, as I didn't start until 15 and I am now 18. A special doctor said I would reach 5ft 6. I was diagnosed with "constitutional growth delay" at that age, which is just a fancy name for late bloomer. Interesting enough this is quite common for guys on the Autistic spectrum, I believe. I did grow a lot the next couple of years after that but this last year I haven't grown much, less than an inch, and that was at the start of the year. I've read a lot about growth patterns and stuff and I think I may be done growing, whereas last year I thought I was going to grow more.
So now I've gone through all that, I would just like to say that I do realise deep down my worrying is not productive, and that I can't control my height. But this has really become a big fixation and obsession, as currently I spend A LOT of time reading up on growth and height, etc, even the same things over and over. I also measure my height way too much. When I'm busy with other stuff it is still in the back of my mind and I think about how other people are better off than me because they are taller, and how I may or may not grow (or how much). I ask myself what if I stay at the same height, and try to be content either way, but simply telling myself that isn't enough to shake the obsession. The "unknown" factor is just too much, I need the predictability. But at the same time I'm scared of asking the doctor because I don't want the hope removed.
I also have a big head for my height, which I take as a hint that I might "grow into" my head (i.e., grow taller so it is smaller proportionally). But then if I don't then it is just another reason why I am so physically pathetic. I think I don't have much chance in life because of my height (most women won't date a short guy), and I am already at a disadvantage because my Aspergers makes me less likely to find romance.
All the while I feel so insignificant, not just because of my height, but because my obsessions (often in the form of anxiety) and special interests stop me from reaching out and developing friendships. I have some casual friends, but they are becoming more and more just acquaintances than friends because I don't have the capability of maintaining the contact. Because of this I just feel like I don't exist and nobody cares (except family and that, of course). I am doing a painting and decorating course at college, where I get along with some people, but I still struggle with the social cues and stuff like most Aspies do and I am anxious over that as well.
So I guess overall I don't know how I am going to shake my obsession about my height, and also get the motivation to get my head (and by that I of course do not mean the size of my head, but what is going on in my head) in a better place overall and more balance in my life. Even though there are some positives, I can't help but wish I didn't have Aspergers because I wouldn't be struggling so much. Thank you so much for reading this, even if you don't reply. Does anyone have any advice? I feel desperate at this point, I try to talk to my parents but they have worries of their own. And I really don't want to see a counselor yet.
				
			The main thing that bugs me is my height (I posted about it 2 months ago). I am 5ft 4 (and 1/4) inches tall, which I feel is a pathetic height for me. My Dad is 5ft 8.5 and my mum 5ft 3. I was late going through puberty, as I didn't start until 15 and I am now 18. A special doctor said I would reach 5ft 6. I was diagnosed with "constitutional growth delay" at that age, which is just a fancy name for late bloomer. Interesting enough this is quite common for guys on the Autistic spectrum, I believe. I did grow a lot the next couple of years after that but this last year I haven't grown much, less than an inch, and that was at the start of the year. I've read a lot about growth patterns and stuff and I think I may be done growing, whereas last year I thought I was going to grow more.
So now I've gone through all that, I would just like to say that I do realise deep down my worrying is not productive, and that I can't control my height. But this has really become a big fixation and obsession, as currently I spend A LOT of time reading up on growth and height, etc, even the same things over and over. I also measure my height way too much. When I'm busy with other stuff it is still in the back of my mind and I think about how other people are better off than me because they are taller, and how I may or may not grow (or how much). I ask myself what if I stay at the same height, and try to be content either way, but simply telling myself that isn't enough to shake the obsession. The "unknown" factor is just too much, I need the predictability. But at the same time I'm scared of asking the doctor because I don't want the hope removed.
I also have a big head for my height, which I take as a hint that I might "grow into" my head (i.e., grow taller so it is smaller proportionally). But then if I don't then it is just another reason why I am so physically pathetic. I think I don't have much chance in life because of my height (most women won't date a short guy), and I am already at a disadvantage because my Aspergers makes me less likely to find romance.
All the while I feel so insignificant, not just because of my height, but because my obsessions (often in the form of anxiety) and special interests stop me from reaching out and developing friendships. I have some casual friends, but they are becoming more and more just acquaintances than friends because I don't have the capability of maintaining the contact. Because of this I just feel like I don't exist and nobody cares (except family and that, of course). I am doing a painting and decorating course at college, where I get along with some people, but I still struggle with the social cues and stuff like most Aspies do and I am anxious over that as well.
So I guess overall I don't know how I am going to shake my obsession about my height, and also get the motivation to get my head (and by that I of course do not mean the size of my head, but what is going on in my head) in a better place overall and more balance in my life. Even though there are some positives, I can't help but wish I didn't have Aspergers because I wouldn't be struggling so much. Thank you so much for reading this, even if you don't reply. Does anyone have any advice? I feel desperate at this point, I try to talk to my parents but they have worries of their own. And I really don't want to see a counselor yet.
			
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		 For example I had a big interest in genealogy and very skilled at finding distant relatives with little records that are available, and you can find an essentially limitless amount of people for your family tree. But I just don't feel that need to put energy into doing that like I used to, if that makes sense.
 For example I had a big interest in genealogy and very skilled at finding distant relatives with little records that are available, and you can find an essentially limitless amount of people for your family tree. But I just don't feel that need to put energy into doing that like I used to, if that makes sense. 
 
		
 
 
		 
 
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