After living in Asia from some years, I had the opportunity to return to Canada and sort out what was in storage. Inside one of the boxes was my old diaries, which I started when I was twelve. Within minutes I was struck down with laughter. I had only recently learned about Asperger's and knew it was me to a T, but hadn't realised just how obvious it must have been to everyone else when I was a kid. I wasn't just a bit odd, I was downright bizarre! My thought processes were way off the grid. I viewed the world in a very different way, with priorities that didn't come close to those of others. What I considered important and relevant just didn't fit in.
The more I read, the more I was struck by my own writing. These diaries were a window into that twelve year old mind, and a fascinating read (not to mention hilarious!). I knew I had to share them.
I hope you enjoy what was my little world
I am enjoying reading these snippets from your diary. They seem odd now, but to you they must have been perfectly normal entries.
ReplyDeleteThank you, it's very brave of you to share these. I think I burned mine but wish they were still around so I could get to know my juvenile self again. It was a time of innocence yet awakenings (always a huge deal), and unbounded creativity before people started telling me I couldn't do this or that.
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