tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212274702531584502.post4909186018832626549..comments2023-12-20T05:46:44.334-05:00Comments on Amy's Tiny Corner of Existence: That Could've Been Your FaceAmy Gravinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05090673470195793192noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212274702531584502.post-28775670293573426942012-11-04T12:49:39.850-05:002012-11-04T12:49:39.850-05:00I can relate to a lot of what you wrote.
When I w...I can relate to a lot of what you wrote.<br /><br />When I was a child, I was sexually abusted. I had to go to therapy (not because of this), maybe also due to aspergers (which was not diagnosted at that time or at least I do not no my diagnoses of that time). But I did not understand what the psychologist wanted me to say. This was very stressful for me. Not because of the abuse, because when I was in therapy I did not think at the abuse but because the therapist scared me. This way they never found out (I think - but the think is, I always thought they knew it was years later when I found out that they never knew). (To understand this you maybe have to now that unlike most/a lot of other ppl with aspergers syndrom I used to barely speak as a child and still do even though not as extrem).<br /><br />Then when I was 15/16 (I'm now 28) we got internet. This was my first conection to an outside-world. I remember how happy I was when I got the first message from someone. That meant a lot to me even though it was just about one sentence and not even a very personal one. I printed that sentence out and took it with me for quite a while. Later I comunitate more over the internet, but I somehow didn't understand that you have to say personal things to enable other ppl to talk with you. Do you know how I mean? Like I was taking over the internet, but I was just discussing objective matters of my special interests. This is difficult to explain.<br /><br />When I was 19 I was abused again. I was already an adult, so it was my own fault, but I have no idea, how it could happen. That time I had no relationship at all to that man (met him at the train station).<br /><br />So no time it was someone out of the internet (though some bad things happend in the internet, I do not want to make my answer to long) but it must have been quite easy?autisticneuroscientisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00302965833487288291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212274702531584502.post-2782300045477182372012-08-23T18:29:52.752-04:002012-08-23T18:29:52.752-04:00I agree, this definitely can happen to any teenage...I agree, this definitely can happen to any teenager. It is a very scary world out there. This post reminded me of some things I'd been pondering about believing lies too easily--even now as an adult with Asperger's.<br /><br />After quoting your post, I've shared my thoughts on this from another adult with Asperger's perspective here: http://www.aspiewriter.com/2012/08/liar-liar-pants-on-fire-why-do-we.html<br /><br />Aspie Writerhttp://www.aspiewriter.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212274702531584502.post-28651563086656672222012-03-16T18:24:17.343-04:002012-03-16T18:24:17.343-04:00I think this could happen to any teenager with or ...I think this could happen to any teenager with or without autism. They trust too easily.Juggling ELAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18205398850714405521noreply@blogger.com