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 Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 2:00 pm Post subject: Life for people with AS/HFA from ages 13 14 and 15 |
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How do all of you live(d) with you differences during early adolescence?
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| It was the worst time of my life. I hated being 13-15. Yet at the same time, I met someone who gave me hope, and then took it all away again. Oh well. |
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| Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 4:43 pm Post subject: Life on the spectrum |
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My childhood and teen years on the spectrum were the worst time of my life, although I've never really had a great time. The next worst time of my life was about 7-8 years ago. I was having problems with the relative I was living with, and he eventually kicked me out. His then GF, who had her own home a couple of blocks away, wanted me out of the picture. She would run me down to him when he was over at her house, but would be nice to my face. I finally figured out what was going on after I received several ranting calls from him from her house. He could have waited till coming a couple of blocks home to have an argument, so I finally realized the GF was figuratively stabbing me in the back. I had to spend a month at a Salvation Army shelter. That one has a one month limit. I don't know what the staff expect people to do after the month is over.
In my case, some other relatives got on the case of the one who kicked me out, and after I had to leave the shelter, he grudgingly let me temporarily camp out at a decrepit fixer upper he had bought as an investment. It was in awful shape, but I didn't have a choice at the time. Some of my other relatives finally managed to buy an old trailer home not far from where they live for me. Once I was able to qualify for state assistance, I was able to pay them rent.
As for my youth, I would not ever want to repeat it. Although things are not great now, it's still a lot better than when I was growing up, and than when I was having a housing crisis. And I am now living alone, which I prefer. |
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It started out pretty negatively. Apart from the treatment I received from my father and going into adolescence, I was depressed. I started pirking up around the end of my Freshman year, and I joined this website a few days after I finished my Freshman year. I'm almost 16, and there's definitely a huge difference between the 15 and nearly 16 year old me.
I guess you just gotta keep looking forward.
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kill231
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| Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 5:31 pm Post subject: Re: Life on the spectrum |
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| questor wrote: | My childhood and teen years on the spectrum were the worst time of my life, although I've never really had a great time. The next worst time of my life was about 7-8 years ago. I was having problems with the relative I was living with, and he eventually kicked me out. His then GF, who had her own home a couple of blocks away, wanted me out of the picture. She would run me down to him when he was over at her house, but would be nice to my face. I finally figured out what was going on after I received several ranting calls from him from her house. He could have waited till coming a couple of blocks home to have an argument, so I finally realized the GF was figuratively stabbing me in the back. I had to spend a month at a Salvation Army shelter. That one has a one month limit. I don't know what the staff expect people to do after the month is over.
In my case, some other relatives got on the case of the one who kicked me out, and after I had to leave the shelter, he grudgingly let me temporarily camp out at a decrepit fixer upper he had bought as an investment. It was in awful shape, but I didn't have a choice at the time. Some of my other relatives finally managed to buy an old trailer home not far from where they live for me. Once I was able to qualify for state assistance, I was able to pay them rent.
As for my youth, I would not ever want to repeat it. Although things are not great now, it's still a lot better than when I was growing up, and than when I was having a housing crisis. And I am now living alone, which I prefer. |
I wish your life was much better and so far childhood and being a teenager is pretty good on my part even compared to an NT. I'm sad that some of us have very depressing childhoods/teenage years.
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When I turned 13, my aunt had died a month earlier. It went downhill from there: I spent eighth grade questioning my sexuality (I am now CERTAIN that I am bi) and just plain being miserable. After eighth grade, things got better: I had more friends, I switched schools, I'm interested in more things now.
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| Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:42 pm Post subject: |
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| gailryder17 wrote: | | When I turned 13, my aunt had died a month earlier. It went downhill from there: I spent eighth grade questioning my sexuality (I am now CERTAIN that I am bi) and just plain being miserable. After eighth grade, things got better: I had more friends, I switched schools, I'm interested in more things now. |
Early adolescence was tough for you. I'm happy it's getting better
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For me it was learning skills missed in childhood, trying to be a man right now
realizing ur immaturity
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| muslimmetalhead wrote: | For me it was learning skills missed in childhood, trying to be a man right now
realizing ur immaturity |
Exactly
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Teenage years were a pain, it can be hard at times to put it behind me.
Other than that though it was both okay and painful depending on the day.
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My early teen years so far have been my best years because things in my family have gotten a whole lot better. When I was 13, my mom finally found the oppertunity to leave her abusive ex husband after he accused her of cheating on him with one of her guy friends. I ended up moving back to my hometown with my grandparents. There, I started to hang out with my old friends and meet some new friends. I started wearing makeup a couple weeks into my new school. And I even got to remeet my current boyfriend of 2 years (we apparently got off on the wrong foot in preschool, but we both don't remember). I was 14 when I finally saw some A's on my report cards. My dad also got a job that year and was able to start paying my mom some child support money he owes. Plus, that was the year I finally had my first kiss. And this I had my quinceañera about a month into freshman year. Oh, and I got my belly button pierced as well and became a vegetarian!
As exciting as my teenage years have been so far for me, therre have also been some cons. I have many fights with my dad about how I couldn't stand my stepmom and how she and my dad were kissing up to her kids but did absolutely nothing for me and my little sister. My mom and I have had endless quarrels about where I'm going to spend the rest of my high school years since she wants to have me, my sister, and my half brother live with her boyfriend and his daughter. I wouldn't mind that if it didn't involve me moving to a different state. Well, at least I have my grandparents to back me up.
I was fortunate that my life is the way it has been. And for those of you who were not as fortunate in their teenage years, my greatest sympathy goes out to you all. |
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| Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 12:06 pm Post subject: |
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| Briana_Lopez wrote: | My early teen years so far have been my best years because things in my family have gotten a whole lot better. When I was 13, my mom finally found the oppertunity to leave her abusive ex husband after he accused her of cheating on him with one of her guy friends. I ended up moving back to my hometown with my grandparents. There, I started to hang out with my old friends and meet some new friends. I started wearing makeup a couple weeks into my new school. And I even got to remeet my current boyfriend of 2 years (we apparently got off on the wrong foot in preschool, but we both don't remember). I was 14 when I finally saw some A's on my report cards. My dad also got a job that year and was able to start paying my mom some child support money he owes. Plus, that was the year I finally had my first kiss. And this I had my quinceañera about a month into freshman year. Oh, and I got my belly button pierced as well and became a vegetarian!
As exciting as my teenage years have been so far for me, therre have also been some cons. I have many fights with my dad about how I couldn't stand my stepmom and how she and my dad were kissing up to her kids but did absolutely nothing for me and my little sister. My mom and I have had endless quarrels about where I'm going to spend the rest of my high school years since she wants to have me, my sister, and my half brother live with her boyfriend and his daughter. I wouldn't mind that if it didn't involve me moving to a different state. Well, at least I have my grandparents to back me up.
I was fortunate that my life is the way it has been. And for those of you who were not as fortunate in their teenage years, my greatest sympathy goes out to you all. |
And I thought I was lucky!
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| Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 4:26 am Post subject: Re: Life on the spectrum |
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| questor wrote: | My childhood and teen years on the spectrum were the worst time of my life, although I've never really had a great time. The next worst time of my life was about 7-8 years ago. I was having problems with the relative I was living with, and he eventually kicked me out. His then GF, who had her own home a couple of blocks away, wanted me out of the picture. She would run me down to him when he was over at her house, but would be nice to my face. I finally figured out what was going on after I received several ranting calls from him from her house. He could have waited till coming a couple of blocks home to have an argument, so I finally realized the GF was figuratively stabbing me in the back. I had to spend a month at a Salvation Army shelter. That one has a one month limit. I don't know what the staff expect people to do after the month is over.
In my case, some other relatives got on the case of the one who kicked me out, and after I had to leave the shelter, he grudgingly let me temporarily camp out at a decrepit fixer upper he had bought as an investment. It was in awful shape, but I didn't have a choice at the time. Some of my other relatives finally managed to buy an old trailer home not far from where they live for me. Once I was able to qualify for state assistance, I was able to pay them rent.
As for my youth, I would not ever want to repeat it. Although things are not great now, it's still a lot better than when I was growing up, and than when I was having a housing crisis. And I am now living alone, which I prefer. |
wow some really had it tough. Hope things go well for you Questor.
My early teenage years have been alrightish.
In year 7 I got teased about my lisp and besides my three friends I didn't talk to anyone else in my class. I spend almost every night crying. In year 8 high school started off alright and I had afew friends to hang out with but as the year progressed they talked to me less and less and eventually I ended up crying every night again.
In year 9 I started hanging out with a new group of friends but it basically took me the whole year to warm up to them. Also my dad had a mental breakdown and had to spend a few months in a psych ward, he was given electroshock therapy and hasn't been the same since. at the end of year 9 though I went overseas for the first time with my school choir it was good for me because I learnt how to not feel as depressed when I felt lonely.
Then in year 10 I started to realize that I don't have any close friends, also five people I knew died (one being my close godparent) and I was really confused as to why I wasn't that sad about their deaths.
Now I'm 16 and this year has been alright until about a week ago when I found out about aspergers and suspect I might have it. |
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| kill231 wrote: | | gailryder17 wrote: | | When I turned 13, my aunt had died a month earlier. It went downhill from there: I spent eighth grade questioning my sexuality (I am now CERTAIN that I am bi) and just plain being miserable. After eighth grade, things got better: I had more friends, I switched schools, I'm interested in more things now. |
Early adolescence was tough for you. I'm happy it's getting better |
On top of that, my mom got diagnosed with breast cancer... twice.
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Sorry to hear that gailryder17! 
When I was 13, I was in a private school. There I met my first and only true friend, and we laughed and talked and called each other... until one day my friend stopped calling. There was a period of about 8 months where neither of us spoke to each other. She made new, 'cooler' friends. I stayed behind, waiting. At 14, I finally summoned up I the courage to speak with her again, but it was too late. She introduced me to new online buddies and tried her best to pretend like nothing had changed but then she kinda broke... and here I am today. |
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