This post is part of a flash blog event. It’s a response not just to the specific person who googled ‘I Wish I Didn’t Have Aspergers’, but to any and all people who subsequently search for that term.
I’m not sure where to start, I know absolutely nothing about you, but at the same time I understand how you were feeling when you entered those search terms… holy crap, I knew how you were feeling, go me! ;)
Honestly, I really know how you were feeling. That horrible drowning feeling when you just want to shut out a world that you don’t understand, a world that is too noisy, a world that can leave you feeling very broken. That feeling was why I began to search for answers and why I eventually sought a diagnosis. Being diagnosed has helped me a lot, having names and words for stuff has allowed me to understand and learn about it, to discover that there are lots of people out there who experience the world in exactly the same way I do and just as many who don’t experience the world the way I do and yet who are still willing to accept me just the way I am. Sometimes I think of being autistic as having a super power and other times I hate it. It is a part of me though and even if I could remove it, I wouldn’t, because then I wouldn’t be me anymore. You just have to remember the times when you felt like a superhero, for the times when you feel broken.
So in summary, get on twitter and get a cape. *fist bumps*