An online friend sent me an email the other day, commending me on trying to figure out more about myself and the role that Asperger’s plays in my life (among the other illnesses). Sometimes the right message shows up at the right time to inspire change, and her email feels like my catalyst.
It helps that she has a strong understanding of the subject, being a highly-sensitive person, with a friend who was diagnosed with Asperger’s as an adult, who also had quite a learning curve. She laughed when she saw how much my issues resembled that of her friend’s, which makes me think that my doctors might be finally on the right track. I feel like I can dive in head first, especially with her reassurance that just because we’re “mad” per se, doesn’t mean we’re not beautiful in our own special way. On a good day, I think this way, and on a bad day, I berate myself for being an overgrown child. I definitely need to try to celebrate my differences instead of chastising them. Sadly, it’s more easily said than done, but having inspiring people in one’s life is definitely helpful!
I’ve been thinking that I need to come up with a list of people who are my own personal heroes. Some individuals that I can look up to, who have succeeded in the ways that I desire to succeed. I’m not sure why I’ve never delved into this subject before; I suppose I have, but my short-term memory loss manages to eliminate the thought unless it’s written down. I need to start making lists about all parts of my life and referring to them often. Listography books are helping me a lot, as they are making me think long and hard about subjects that I haven’t thought about in a long time.
I just hope that I can be an inspiration to someone in the way that some people are an inspiration to me. That is my ultimate goal.