How many fall through the cracks?

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Sorry if I confused anyone here. I meant to say jobless instead of homeless. I was tired and thinking of Ghosthunter when I wrote my previous post and somehow the wrong word slipped out.

The thought is nice, but unfortunately, as in the case with work, as it has been with school, as it has been with everywhere else, I need to have the right environment or else I crash and burn.

Getting back to what I was saying this morning and adding on to what I said before, I've come to the reluctant conclsuion that I won't be able to make it through college with out assistance from others. During the upcoming fall semster, I've agreed to work with the counseling center to set up support services to help me with the more troubling aspects of college. While all of you here might applaud my efforts to seek out services, it ruins my self-asteem and it makes me feel depressed becasue my dad use to chastize me as a kid over my lack of independence and my vunerablities to others due to a poorly developed theroy of mind.

One thing that I notice is my own family. When I was a kid and wierd, I was a cute little wierd kid that they showed off. They would pick up my drawings and show them around the room. Now I am avoided and I avoid them. There is a sense that they don't like me and think i'm a failure. Well, now my life is getting on a better track. When I move up, i'm only going to recognize people who stood by me through all the sh!t. Alot of my close friends were there and that is why they are still good friends. My mother tried her best. My dad is a distant, loveless, workaholoc, money loving shell. All the aunts, uncles and my goody-goody step mother's family seem to label me as some kind of ret*d. I remember at Christmas dinner they were bragging about my cousins getting into university and having mates. They were kind of making fun of me. I was in maybe grade 10 or 11, going through daily terror. For some reason when one of them asked "do you have a girlfriend, Steven?" I replied..."No, i'm monosexual, I f**k myself!". Then I walked out the door, got in my car and drove.

I went through the same garbage. My family (aunts, uncles, etc) treated me great as a kid, but when I began showing problems around the age of twelve, their demeanor changed. Soon I was the oddball of the family who couldn’t do anything right. Over the years having any normal relations with my family became impossible, they just didn’t like me. The aunts and uncles told their children stories about me that either made them frightened of me, or made them mock me at family gatherings.

Much later in life, I lived with my grandparents for several years. For some reason, this greatly angered the rest of the family and they tried their best to have my grandparents throw me out of the house. After my grandparents died, the entire family disowned my mother, sister and I.

I haven’t seen or heard from my extended family in about seven years. I’m glad these people are out of my life and I wouldn’t speak to them if I saw them on the street.

Now that I am at Tri-C (community college) my relatives treat me like that. I suspect they will be much nicer when I transfer to Columbus College of Art and Design, but it sucks in the meantime.

Well I guess I have fallen thru the cracks at times in my life, but I have always managed to stay afloat too, by which I mean I've never been institutionalised or homeless. The longest I had full time work was 8 and a half years and that was my only full time job. I went for lots of interviews but could only get part time or temp work and you get sick of the poverty of that, so I sat for the public service exam and that's how I got my only ever full time job.

I completely agree. I am 39 on October 19th.
I am trying to see that at 39 I am a better
person beyond what others expected.

I am still doing part-time jobs that when
I am 65 I will regret sticking with and
be one of those older persons you see
collecting cans. I don't want to see 60
as a can collector on SSI and then death
in a silent world. This is why I am glad
I was at least outed of the ingnorance
path of autism. Now I must see school
and let events hopefully fall in my favor
so I can hopefully not be a alumuniom
can collector on SSI. This I is how I
read into your statement.

Most unhappily stated,
Ghosthunter

The state is at least trying to help you pay
for school. Is this due to your co-morbid
condition status or general financial aide?



Ommiting this "A" grade thing, this is
why I am unable to find stable qualifying
jobs as well. I am smart, and literate
but don't convey it well. This has been
lifelong even as I have made good improvements
on decreasing it. Too bad they don't see
your skills but instead how you fit in.

Example:
Starbuck, $9 per hour in San Francisco only
seem to hire pretty female and gays and lesbians.
This is not a slander against them, but a observation
and I wouldn't get a second glance as a straight
male. Let's call this reverse singlization in
how "One Fits in" employment requirement.

Mind you, I have nothing against anyone or
gender in particular. I have to starve and they
get "SPECIAL" treatment for being (insert
Fit In category).

Hmmmmm?




These are admirable and to add to that
I don't even have them. Congradulations!



Why? What specically, or what items specifically
made this what it was implied?



Why so difficult? What was so neccessary to
have such unique med's in a combination form?



Again, and no offense if I am prying....Why?



This is why I don't recommend pills to replace
one's own coping skills, unless there is a specific
reason. Why such special circumstances?????????



A hard place and a rock! Hmmmm?




Such drastic, but what seem neccessary tactics. What
is so wrong for such neccessary tactics?

Hmmmmm?
Ghosthunter

What was this interview boo-boo situation per job
interview?



Try 1984-2000 homeless and underemployed.
I have mostly had part-time jobs and that is
why I have been mostly homeless.

I am hoping a college degree will change this
trend as well as my autism awareness.




What happened to this job? I don't see Cable
service and Groceries going hand and hand
as the same job?



Hence forth, a possiblity for this "Fit in" requirement.
Hmmmm?



Is this your "Psycho Crew" job boss?



This is were I am, "curbed autistic traits on job, and
trying to see past the $9.00 per hour ceiling. I am
39 and you are 26. At least you have 13 years to
work on it!

Gun to head of G.H(Bang!). Just kidding, I have much
more integrity than that. But I am not getting any younger.

Hmmmmmmmm?
Blam! Blam!

Ghosthunter, I know what you mean. When I look to my future I see myself still doing part time, menial jobs and never being able to retire. I fear that life will become very difficult for me in my old age, especially since I don’t plan on having children.

I’m not in much danger of becoming homeless, unless for some reason my mother disowns me and that is unlikely. My backup plan I spoke of before in an old thread somewhere. If I am faced with homelessness I will try to gain employment at the concession services in the National Park system. Much of the work would be customer service, but they provide living quarters, prepared food, and medical benefits.

Co-morbid condition.


A+ (A-plus) is the name of the certification.


The TS coupled with the OCD caused extreme stress on the family. I had a problem with oppositional behavior. In addition to my brain chemistry being messed up, I used it as my main emotional defense mechanism to defend agiainst any disruption of rituals and other routines.


To this day I don't understand either.


I was young and was not developing coping skills the usual way. I took pills in addition to picking up new skills, but too much has always been dependent on the pills. The reason they were about to put me in an institution at the time was to try to teach me some new coping skills. I believe that would have thoroughly backfired. For a long time I was led to believe that most of my behaviors and feelings were the end result of the effect of some medication or other, and then for a long time had trouble explaining how a fundamental human drive was a more simle and elegant explaination. When I was severely depressed in high school, my Mom and GP gave me a new medication but somehow managed to completely overlook most of the empotional causes, partly because I did not know how to explain them.


Absolutely nothing. From a moral and theological perspective, it is the least of all evils that I can still build a comprehensive plan around.

I don't really know what you mean but here's the situation as I see it.

You get help upto 18, and then the government assumes all your problems just magiclly disappear.

I looked in the phonebook today, and there was a support group for everything but I saw no autistic one.

Basically in this crap country you have to be at some sort of terrible stage of Autism, or something else before you'd be helped.

Being a person with minor-mid AS, it's pretty damn hard. It's like i'm between the plane of existance between diabled people and normal people.

Here, fortunately, help is life-long, provided you don't mind waiting lists.

In my case, what I got up to 18 was for the most part not help at all. It was only at the age of 19 and older that I got any useful help. Prior to age 18 I was in various institutions, special ed, day programs, and the like, and none of those were particularly helpful. Afterwards I've gotten something approaching genuine self-directed assistance to live in my own home. (I'm in America.)

I don't like that at all. I wont fall through the cracks! I hope. I mean, I'll have help right???

You still have a few years to establish a support network of friends and relatives to help avoid falling through the cracks. The more resourceful you are in doing this, the better your chances are in life.

I can agree withe this getting older and
parttime job thing. I am hoping that a
education and affordable living idea will
work.

The idea of children interests me as I have
become more focused and less reactive.
I see that new life you bring to this world
may bring new life, as well as a future
extension of oneself. Fiscally, that is the
hard part in raising kids though!



I heard about this! How does it work? and
how does one apply?

Sincerely,
Ghosthunter
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