If you took me to lunch, you would not notice that I am Autistic.
My face is made up and my hair is where it belongs. I leave the office looking neatly put together.
I may let you drive or take my own car, putting on my sunglasses before leaving the building.
If we ride together, I let you talk in the car and may even say a few words myself. If I am feeling particularly relaxed I may delight you with a story or joke.
When I’m focused, paying careful attention to every action, I am able to be tactful and polite. I remember to smile and laugh at your jokes. Hiding moments of confusion behind laughter and smiles.
I can be bright and bubbly, happy and silly, whatever mood the situation calls for. So many beautiful masks, crafted with love and hand painted. Each one a well thought out, functional, piece of art.
There are deep waves behind my eyes. Turbulent waters of the mind, continuously churning. I can be as deep as the ocean or as empty as the sky on a clear bright day.
Thinkers have a tendency to worry. We see problems all around us and are compelled to make things better. It is hard to sit still when there is so much work to be done.
Sometimes there is so much to do that the thought of starting a project can be overwhelming.
I’ve trailed off in a day dream, someplace far away. I catch myself and snap back into the conversation. This happens so quickly that most people would never notice that I’d been checked out.
My mind is running a million miles per minute, darting in and out of mental rooms as we talk.
I do best with one on one interactions, but also enjoy hanging out in small intimate groups.
Sometimes I may come off as shy, other times I may be overly talkative. It really depends on my energy level and the people I am surrounded by.
I am an Aspian Super Hero and Chameleon-ing is my specialty.