I have NEVER spoken about this, let alone faced it head on; always a sense of shame and pushing away ie let's please not go down there etc, but the reason I am posting here, is because suddenly I had a little bit of understanding.
I feed off what other people say to me about me. I have always known I do this ( once a certain amount of understanding came into action).
When I was a child, let's say that my "family" were the most looked down on, in our housing estate and it was not hard to see why. I believed ( as an aspie would; despite not recognising this) when mother would say that the reason the house is in such a state ( she promised from our old home, that the new one would be looked after), was because father is unemployed. I took her at her word and it made living in such awful conditions a bit easier for me.
It was only when I made a sort of friend, who lived about 6 door's away from us, that on being invited to spend a few hours with her, it smacked me in the face that something was wrong. Her father was also out of work, so how come their home was spotlessly clean? I became exceeding mortified and questioned mother, but she brushed it away and my eyes went from "being closed" to fully opening. In that short space of time, I became so aware of the truth about my family, that I started to live on my wits.
Many other things occurred, but this post is not about that. Basically, some adults who lived in the same area would say to me that I was different. They could not put a finger on it, but just that I was not the same as the family and I would surely amount to something? I felt both complimented and frightened, because when you live in a dreadful surroundings and you are different, you get attacked and so I was often ( mentally). Mother confused the heck out of me with my femminity and I think that is what caused me to feel very uncomfortable around my own sex ( not as in what is my sexual preference).
I feel sure now, that is where the sometimes excessive self imporance hits me and makes me feel dreadfully uncomfortable. When I am with others, it is quite apparent that I am not as superior as I think I am, when I am on my own.
As it happens, I guess the amazing achievment I had achieved is living in a different country with a different language and being able to communicate enough; but it is all completely hidden, due to the excessive social anxiety. Lol in this way, my excessive glorifying myself ( at home) comes to 0 since I feel quite the opposite when I am outside.
Naturally, when negative things are said to me, they also stick like super glue and I will always remember them, even though I want to forget them.
In the eyes of successful people, I would be considered very sad indeed. I do not have a licence; I do not go out to work. I do not have any amazing abilities that would sky rocket me into a world of wonders! And so forth.
But I love my Creator and I do believe that is where my "difference" lays.
I feed off what other people say to me about me. I have always known I do this ( once a certain amount of understanding came into action).
When I was a child, let's say that my "family" were the most looked down on, in our housing estate and it was not hard to see why. I believed ( as an aspie would; despite not recognising this) when mother would say that the reason the house is in such a state ( she promised from our old home, that the new one would be looked after), was because father is unemployed. I took her at her word and it made living in such awful conditions a bit easier for me.
It was only when I made a sort of friend, who lived about 6 door's away from us, that on being invited to spend a few hours with her, it smacked me in the face that something was wrong. Her father was also out of work, so how come their home was spotlessly clean? I became exceeding mortified and questioned mother, but she brushed it away and my eyes went from "being closed" to fully opening. In that short space of time, I became so aware of the truth about my family, that I started to live on my wits.
Many other things occurred, but this post is not about that. Basically, some adults who lived in the same area would say to me that I was different. They could not put a finger on it, but just that I was not the same as the family and I would surely amount to something? I felt both complimented and frightened, because when you live in a dreadful surroundings and you are different, you get attacked and so I was often ( mentally). Mother confused the heck out of me with my femminity and I think that is what caused me to feel very uncomfortable around my own sex ( not as in what is my sexual preference).
I feel sure now, that is where the sometimes excessive self imporance hits me and makes me feel dreadfully uncomfortable. When I am with others, it is quite apparent that I am not as superior as I think I am, when I am on my own.
As it happens, I guess the amazing achievment I had achieved is living in a different country with a different language and being able to communicate enough; but it is all completely hidden, due to the excessive social anxiety. Lol in this way, my excessive glorifying myself ( at home) comes to 0 since I feel quite the opposite when I am outside.
Naturally, when negative things are said to me, they also stick like super glue and I will always remember them, even though I want to forget them.
In the eyes of successful people, I would be considered very sad indeed. I do not have a licence; I do not go out to work. I do not have any amazing abilities that would sky rocket me into a world of wonders! And so forth.
But I love my Creator and I do believe that is where my "difference" lays.