Aspies For Freedom

I could probably answer 2,3, or 5 for this.  But stuck with the depressing one, as I see most as a reminder of something that seems perpetually out of reach.

Red heart shaped lollipops (with white trim) and the sharp, pungent smell of cherry flavoring.  Eating one of these was always a sure way to get a stomach ache.  Glitter used in making of valentines and the uncomfortable feeling of glue and glitter stuck to my hands, my clothes and my hair.  White lacey paper…getting lost in the curves and holes of the design…feeling the raised bumps with my fingers and against my face.

Struggling to write the names of my classmates on the back of store bought Valentines.  Trying to pick out "just the right Valentine" for each classmate.  Picking out the ugliest ones for the boys and girls that bully me on a daily basis.  Sitting in class watching boys and girls passing out their Valentines….noticing a few "pass by" my self-crafted Valentine box, not putting in a Valentine for me (the weirdo) instead moving to the next box.  Holding back the tears.. (I will not cry)…I didn't even think to NOT give a Valentine to the classmates that pick on me….pinching my hand to keep from crying.

Getting flowers from a "friend" at work with an invitation to dinner.  Happily going out to a very special place to eat, only to realize (halfway through the dinner) that my "friend" is expecting more than just good conversation afterwards.  I can't believe I'm so stupid to think that someone would actually just want to be my friend (instead of wanting me to be a one night stand).

A loving card from the Father of my two wonderful children.  A card is all we can afford to give each other this year but it is just Perfect, because it is given with love…and love is all that matters.  Hugs and Laughter and Love.

Little red and pink misshapen hearts with a child's large lettered "I Love You, Mommy" on the front.  So precious to me…(I will not cry)…these beautiful works of art will go on my refrigerator - how beautiful they are!  Giving each other little heart candies with love messages on them.  Lots of Hugs and Laughter and Love.

Sitting here typing how I feel about Valentines day.  Remembering Valentines Days Past.   The good memories & the not so good  memories in my head.  It seems, In the air...I can almost detect the sharp, pungent scent of cherries.

Yes Dreamer, Everything in America seems to get blown out of proportion or hugely overdone  :roll:  (...if you don't believe it, just check out the price tag on the inauguration ceremonies for President Bush in D.C.)

It seems within just the last few years, that Halloween is turning into a major Holiday, too.  In Indiana, I saw as many outdoor decorations for Holloween as I did for Christmas.  

I'm too poor to go overboard on any Holiday (thank goodness!)  

I'm a boy... they're boys.... you know.

We're lucky in Australia, virtually no one celebrates Halloween here.  We might a few scary American shows on tv or something, but that's it!  We all know what halloween is, but no one decorates, or goes trick or treating.[/i]

when i was in school, i liked valentine's day because people left candy all over, but i always got upset on it, because the school would change its schedule and mess me up. Now that I'm not in school, I don't notice it.

Yes, veltivert.  Can't have a happy aspie, that would go against karma.  Maybe that is why more men are diagnosed then women.  Its the karmic way of trying to evolve us out of existence.  If there are more males than females, then there is a much less likely chance of reproduction.  Because we aren't likely to run into females (nt or as) who will talk to us first or ask us out, which if this were not true would offset the imbalance disadvantages with the 4-1 m/f ratio of aspies.  And even if we do manage to overcome this long enough to form a relation or a partner asks us first, then is more likely to happen much later in life than in NTs, which inherently if we share similar lifespans, would give us less time to develop a family.

But hey, "Life sucks and then you die?" I often add "if you're lucky".  And anyway it shouldn't more than say 70-80 years of lonlieness and miserable existence for most of us, so we got that to look forward too.

I can see it now the aspie child asking their mother "Mom, can I grow up to: Hide in my room all day and never go anywhere;  Find foods to eat that they stop making and then mope about it for years while I try to find a replacement or the recipe; screw up so often in trying to find loveinterest that I totally loose all abilty to even try because I can't work out what I am doing right and wrong in the attempts; Bounce around to dozens of jobs, majors, spend years in college, and have periods from weeks to several years of no employment prospects and therefore cannot support myself even if I ate one ounce of food a day or were the only available employee for 100 different openings; Oh whoopie I can't to enjoy the emptiness and unfulfillment of life and I could watch my whole family die and not shead a tear but lose it if my dog gets hurt or someone destroyed an item I had since I was five, and just think to top it all off I can do that and get lost in thoughts for minutes to hours and at any time not even sense time even when watching the clock.  Wow, so much to look forward too.  Good plan eh, Mom."  

"Eat you cheerios."

I could probably add depression, at least one attempted self destruct operation, desire to either go out with a bang early or be unborn as well.

well, I've never received a Valentine's Day card, except but once, which was intended as a cruel joke, and the whole day fills me with a feeling of unwantedness.  

Stella

You think finding girls is hard, try finding gay boys to go out with.  Girls seem to like me, I guess because they know I'm not going to come onto them or anything.  

That pretty much sums it up for me too Imhotep.  Food - all I can eat is crap, if I try to eat anything other my usual food, I can't physically swallow the stuff.  Life's still worth living though, no matter how much it sucks.  Strange as that may seem.  I take solice in the fact that god doesn't exist.  Depression is blindness and lucidity at the same time, as stupid as that might sound.

I've never received a fake valentines day card, but I've been given plenty of love letters as rather nasty Jokes