Some Things You Need to Know- Emotion

It’s been a while since I last wrote on here and for that, I apologise. It’s partly due to being busy and partly due to not being able to find the website that helped me find a detailed list of Asperger’s’ characteristics. I’ve found it now so it’s fine.

This post is about the emotions of people who have Asperger’s syndrome. These characteristics are easy for me to write about as I relate to them all on some level. One of the main reasons that I was questioned for Asperger’s was because my counsellor noticed that my mood patterns were similar to those who have autism. My moods were very level and I often didn’t feel anything. When I did, it went from extreme sadness and anger to extreme excitement, depending on the situation. There was no in-between. This is an indicator of Asperger’s. Not all the time, as it can be an indicator of other things, but usually.

For those with ASD, rage, anger, and hurt may be expressed in unexpected ways. Well, I have a lot of anger issues, that’s for sure, and pretty much anyone that knows me can testify. Like others, I will leave it to build until I suddenly snap. I don’t think anybody outside of my home has seen any of my unexpected outbursts, which is good, and I hope it stays that way. One time, my dad cooked me dinner earlier than my usual time. It was thoughtful of him but all I could think of was that he hadn’t cooked in my usual time scale. That upset me greatly. So I may have yelled at him, gone in my room, and not gone back downstairs. Over something as simple as my food prepared earlier than usual. That is part of my Asperger’s. When it happens, it’s strange to me because it doesn’t register that I’m behaving the way I do and it isn’t until afterwards that I realise it was wrong. It’s very much a black out moment.

Perfectionism. Now, this isn’t a word that people would normally associate with me but if you’re looking for it, God’s in the detail. One issue that I’ve always had is that I never hand in my work because I never think it’s good enough. This was a big problem in A-Level. Not so much anymore. Mainly because I have to give my work in at uni, else I will fail. I will forever be re-writing my work yet it is never good enough. There are other examples but we could be here for a while, so let’s leave it there.

Another example of emotion is being easily overstimulated by sound, crowds, lights, and smells. This is probably one of the worst ones of all for me, particularly being at uni. People find me very boring but in all honesty, I couldn’t care less. A certain type of sound, smell, feeling or lighting can make me incredibly anxious and on some occasions, nearly inconsolable. I turned up to a birthday party once and we were standing in the garden. The music and the talking was too loud so I left and cried. When I came back, I asked the DJ if he could the music down slightly. I mean, honestly, only slightly and it was still pretty loud. Everyone kept on telling me I was being boring and that at my age, I should enjoy loud music. Well, I don’t quite frankly. This kind of overstimulation can stop me from leaving my room and socialising. A lot of people can also mistake me for being lazy when it comes to staying in my room, but it’s mainly because I haven’t got the energy to leave.

Lastly, another common example is an inside feeling not matching outside behaviour. Apparently, I either give off a very calm or rigid demeanour. This can usually be quite common for anyone with ASD. However, this was a big problem for me in the past because I would be having a panic attack and nobody would notice. When I’m really bothered by something, that’s usually when someone doesn’t notice. People only ask if something is wrong when I’m fine, mainly because I look constantly annoyed or angry. When I am anxious, I usually brush my fingers with my thumbs or hum lowly to myself, which is not something that people will normally pick up. Therefore, people are quick to assume that I am fine.

A Short Introduction

Hi, my name is Hannah. I’ve tried to write many blogs before, and even though I can’t promise I’ll keep up with this one, I’ll try. This has really been prompted by my mother and even if nobody reads it, I’ll still update it. For me, this is nothing other than an online diary. And if you guys like to read it then go ahead.

For anybody that doesn’t know, I’m about to start a new chapter of my life at university. I’ve only got two weeks left at home. I’ll be studying Psychology at Aberystwyth, which I still can’t spell without auto-correct. My aim for now is to study clinical/forensic psychology, which might change, who knows. Two of the first things I hear from people is: “Oh, don’t read my mind” and “If you ever need anybody to study, we have enough examples”. I haven’t started yet but I’m sure that I can’t read your mind, that’s not possible, and I don’t need to study any of you. But thanks anyway.

Another thing that I should probably outline- I have recently been diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome, so I’m an Aspie as it’s also known. It’s been a very recent revolution and for some, it wasn’t really a surprise. It’s explains a lot about me though. Hopefully, as time goes on, I’ll be able to get used to it and this is what it’s mostly about. What my life as someone with Asperger’s syndrome is like, how I view the world and how I manage life’s challenges.

For those who will wonder why it’s called Wheelchairs and Coathangers, there is a very simple explanation. I have two younger brothers, both who are disabled and are twins. Thomas, who is a spastic quadriplegic, is in a wheelchair and Harry, who is autistic, loves films and often smacks coathangers off of the TV to touch the characters. I see both of my brothers as the catalyst between how our life changed and so I feel the blog title should have been named after them.

So that’s it for now.