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Employment, for me too, has always been a tricky area of life. The pattern generally went something like this for me:
-I interview, which usually goes well (my communication deficits rest mostly in the realm of spontaneous conversation, so generally I find that if I go in with a clear, defined purpose, I can function fairly well)
-Upon starting the job, though, things generally change for the worse: it usually takes me months before I can get to a point where I'm comfortable speaking to people and even then, it's usually stained because of the utilitarian view I have of communication.
-This usually, especially for the hellish couple of years I spent in retail, caused my employers to give me tasks that weren't people oriented: cleaning, bookkeeping, stocking, etc. This, itself, isn't bad, but the problem occurs when I'm kept at that position--I either get bored or I get jealous of some upward move made by an "NT" (I can't help but put that in quotes, largely because of the typical part) who was better in the social department. This also, eventually, leads to boredom, then a series of screw ups, and then I'm unceremoniously "laid off" because the employer liked me enough to feel guilty, but not enough (and rightfully so) to keep me.
But I learned over the years how to minimize those problems, partially through choosing the right job (retail was the first field to go and currently I'm a film editor, which seems to be working out rather well) and partially by finally being identified as an Aspie and coming to a fuller realization of what that entailed.
To that end, I'd like to throw a question out there: I was thinking about autism and Asperger's last night and the differences between myself and someone who isn't, and I realized something--there is, in many ways for me, at least, a very marked separation between body and mind. This isn't some transcendent, philosophical feeling, but a very basic, fundamental thing that I've felt through my entire life--that my body is almost this thing that I'm forced to live in and that it's not really mine. To that end I also look completely different when I dream, one more indication that I don't see the physical me as me. Does anyone else get this sense?
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