12 April 2010

Warum Mich?


I hate it, and I sure as hell don't understand it. Every person my Mum introduces me to talks to me like I'm slow. I'M NOT STUPID. My Mum likes to wave the whole 'Amber has Asperger's' thing in peoples faces, and gives them the old history of me to make it seem as if I'm actually that bad. I'm grown up, and perfectly fine, yet people still insist on talking to me like I'm slow.

Last July time I did a practice Duke of Edinburgh walk with school. Every adult was going out of their way to speak to me 'specially' and stuff. I didn't want to play the team game, I wanted to write my diary instead, but one of the other pupils kept checking on me. I knew the teachers wanted to keep an eye on me. I don't think they realised I noticed, and I'm not even sure if they noticed they were doing it.

I was so pleased when I met this girl at Summer Camp! She was completely amazing, she didn't give a damn, she just wanted to be my friend! On the other hand, my Mum has never met her, or her parents, so if I was to say I had Asperger's, they probably wouldn't look twice. I'm dreading the thought that my Mum might meet them one day, and everything would change. I don't know her parents well enough to know if everything would change or not.

I even dislike going to the local cinema, because of one of the ladies there. She has spoken to me like I'm a child ever since my Mum spoke to her about it. There are certain shops I dislike going in, and I hate going to school. I would hate to be without school, but some of the teachers, and most of the inclusions department talk to me like I'm a child. It's horrible.What the hell have I done to deserve this? Just because my Mum likes everything to sound so bloody dramatic. I don't need help, I don't want help, and I sure as hell don't want people poking into my life, and talking to me like I'm slow. Why must my Mum be like that? I hate it to the point that I don't like meeting new people that she might meet. I say I have Asperger's, and nobody really blinks twice. My Mum says it, makes a big Hoo-Haa about it, and everybody's treating me like I'm 'SPECIAL'. Sheesh. Yes, I obsess on things, yes I'm dearly into my languages, yes I can be a bit over-hyper sometimes, but I dislike the way people feel the need to talk to me and treat me differently. I want it to stop, I want this all to stop.....


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2 Comments:

  1. My darling pineapple...

    It doesn't matter what label you have.. You are you. And you are a wonderful, wonderful person. No matter what label people try to pin on you, you are still the same lovely, darling, beautiful pineapple Amber I know and love. Never forget that. =)

    But..I do agree with you. You don't need a big sign saying "she has this" or "she has that". People should be left to make their own opinion of you. Then they can tell what a wonderful person you are.xxx

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  2. yeah... i agree with the person above... what is a label but words? You and I and everyone else who takes the time to read your blog, and so here and now, that's all that matters.

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