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Hi All,
I recently self-diagnosed as ASD and am now seeking a clinical diagnosis. Something that I have reflected on a lot as I have been re-evaluating my life (I think of it as being like a social/emotional anatomy of self) is what I would describe as the feeling of being emotionally muted. Not only do I feel this, but it has been noted by those I’ve had close relationships with. It is like I am consistently at emotional room temperature. The only thing that really rattles me is when I am confronted with the inability to make myself understood/hurting someone I care about/failing in a relationship. These things hurt A LOT (really the only thing that can make me cry). Otherwise, I am like that Far Side cartoon: the many emotions of a dog, with the same expression for each emotion. My wedding photos? Looks like I could be waiting for a bus. Photo of me on a rollercoaster? Staring expressionless into the void. Birth of my kids? No significant emotional response. I love my kids, but I likely would have responded with the same visible emotion if the nurse handed me a sandwich. My wife says she can never tell if I experience joy or happiness. I agree with her - I don’t know if I do, either. Nor do I feel or experience great fear or sadness. I don’t get funerals. I don’t get celebrations. You could likely swap me in and out of both and I would display the same emotional flatness. I do know if I am content, or if I am uncomfortable, or if I am overwhelmed, or if I am hurt. I feel like “content,” “comfortable,” or “safe” are the peak of positive emotions for me.
I know this post confuses in part the difference between feeling and displaying emotion, this is in part because I am having difficulty discerning between the two. Is what I feel what I display? Do I have feelings beyond what I display?
(Aside: I had a pair of wooden glasses that I was really into, and I would joke about them: “wooden glasses for a wooden man.” Then I destroyed them in a fit of self-loathing and gave myself a black eye. Now I have plastic glasses - maybe a new found flexibility?)
Anyway. Emotional muteness. Is this consistent with your feelings/experiences?
I recently self-diagnosed as ASD and am now seeking a clinical diagnosis. Something that I have reflected on a lot as I have been re-evaluating my life (I think of it as being like a social/emotional anatomy of self) is what I would describe as the feeling of being emotionally muted. Not only do I feel this, but it has been noted by those I’ve had close relationships with. It is like I am consistently at emotional room temperature. The only thing that really rattles me is when I am confronted with the inability to make myself understood/hurting someone I care about/failing in a relationship. These things hurt A LOT (really the only thing that can make me cry). Otherwise, I am like that Far Side cartoon: the many emotions of a dog, with the same expression for each emotion. My wedding photos? Looks like I could be waiting for a bus. Photo of me on a rollercoaster? Staring expressionless into the void. Birth of my kids? No significant emotional response. I love my kids, but I likely would have responded with the same visible emotion if the nurse handed me a sandwich. My wife says she can never tell if I experience joy or happiness. I agree with her - I don’t know if I do, either. Nor do I feel or experience great fear or sadness. I don’t get funerals. I don’t get celebrations. You could likely swap me in and out of both and I would display the same emotional flatness. I do know if I am content, or if I am uncomfortable, or if I am overwhelmed, or if I am hurt. I feel like “content,” “comfortable,” or “safe” are the peak of positive emotions for me.
I know this post confuses in part the difference between feeling and displaying emotion, this is in part because I am having difficulty discerning between the two. Is what I feel what I display? Do I have feelings beyond what I display?
(Aside: I had a pair of wooden glasses that I was really into, and I would joke about them: “wooden glasses for a wooden man.” Then I destroyed them in a fit of self-loathing and gave myself a black eye. Now I have plastic glasses - maybe a new found flexibility?)
Anyway. Emotional muteness. Is this consistent with your feelings/experiences?