Wasn't Schziod PD the blanket diagnosis for most 'pathology' related conditions? I'm reading Joan Gomez' Living With Asperger Syndrome and there's a little bit of history in there. Its fascinated me that some Aspies are misdiagnosed as schizophrenic - according to this book, someone in a schizophrenic 'episode' can display traits associated with AS and apparently thats where the confusion comes from. I don't know if it can be applicable to other people, but I find it interesting as I grew up with schizophrenia around me and was consistently told I'm exactly like my father in terms of personality. My temper, when it erupts, is extremely frightening for whoever my anger is aimed at (one of my friends, who thinks she has AS, is equally as bad tempered and sharp tongued, but has said she'd hate to get on the wrong side of my temper. Which is odd, because I'm equally as scared of hers lol). I get paranoid at times which is odd because for the most part, I don't give a toss what people think of me. I have one jacket and I wear it all the time, or I don't wear a jacket at all. Either way, my rucksack always comes with me; I have a small bag but I don't like it because I can't carry all the things I want with me. I have the same pair of skate shoes that I wear constantly (I have about 5 pairs of casual shoes but I don't like any of them anymore) and I oddly like bright colours (I nearly always wear red or purple every day), my mp3 player is
always with me... so I know I kinda stand out when I go out. I get attention when I don't want it (girls are so bitchy btw... I was out at the pub with my partner and because some random guy kept looking over at me and smiling and joking, some random girl was giving me evil looks) and that can really make me paranoid at times. Other times I'm very happy in my own little bubble... when I was a kid I used to bark at our pet dogs and say I could understand them. And I frequently make up my own languages and sit giggling at them. I don't talk to myself as much as I used to, but thats probably because my mother made a huge point of saying I was 'mental like your father' and I've spent about 10 years being too frightened to be myself.
I'm not saying that schizophrenia and AS are suitable bedmates, because they are mutually exclusive. I just find the confusion and surface similarity around the two interesting. It makes me wonder if I got AS because of my dad - I never knew him before he took ill, but apparently he was 'random' and similar to me in personality. He spent a couple of years in New York where he took a sh*tload of drugs and apparently always thought it was funny to wind up the natives with the subtle language differences - like pants/trousers etc. Wore heeled shoes (he's only 5'2") and was extremely vain - but always had to be different and a bit eccentric. Hated Scotland with a passion and his accent became American within a few months of being there; even now, at the rare ocassion he does speak, his accent is still twangy American. Joined the US Navy where he got diagnosed, thrown out, deported back to Scotland. I never heard anyone talk about my dad having a girlfriend, except for one that he got a tattoo on his arm of her name (I still smirk when I think of that and see it as a two fingers to my mum that he never got it removed

). His absolute hero was Elvis and he did everything to look like him in his heyday - the big hair, the sunglasses. My mother's family frequently made jokes about him, nasty ones... stuff about how he 'always seemed a bit gay' and criticising everything about him. Usually in front of me. Apparently he didn't give a f*ck about what people thought about him, never did. I don't think he ever really saw me as his and my mum's, more his - he wanted a daughter and decided he was going to call her Lynn (after his sister's friend - maybe an ex of his? I don't know), but my mum wasn't having that and said the registry office 'messed up' so I got registered as Lorna instead. He used to take me out for walks all the time, always fed me, used to spend hours talking to me and hated me being out of his sight. And I will say this, my dad has only ever shouted at me in an 'episode' once - he's tried to talk to me in recent years (my dad is practically mute - he just refuses to look at people and talk to them, although it used to freak me out because my dad
always stared at me) but I find it too difficult because he can only talk about his world and doesn't understand mine. I showed him photos of my old flat and there was one of my old cat and he brightened up immediately - he always loved cats and my mum took his away because she prefers dogs

- asking me about my cat etc.
I don't know if my dad was autistic growing up and he was just rejected as being eccentric - he had 2 massive strokes at 32 (when I was about 2). To me it sometimes seems like maybe the damage caused by his strokes has kinda 'trapped' him in his own little world?