Throughout the years since my diagnosis, I get a certain thought in my mind at times. The thought of who/what am I? I ask myself this because of how I am. Unless I concentrate hard, I can not tell much about what other people think or feel. This is very discerning for someone who only has wanted to be like everyone else. But what is everyone else like?
Do they spend countless nights figuring out their morals and values?
Do they talk to other people and have no clue what that person might go be going through?
Do they envision living a day in someone else's life, no matter their condition?
Do they think about doing something till no more outcomes exist, even though they would never go through with doing that thing?
Do they question their path in this life and if it is the correct one?
Do they think of all the traits they would pass onto their offspring and if having kids progresses the human species as a whole?
Do they question how they are still alive and if everything they have experienced is real?
These are just some questions I ponder sometimes trying to understand myself better in relation to the human species. I know this might sound dark, but this just comes from a place of curiosity of who/what am I.
As someone who has always been classified as different than others, means finding out who/what I am takes a higher priority for me to try to understand my place in society.
Just thought I get this off my chest and give a sneak peek into my mind tonight.
Mark Fleming- Person on the Autism Spectrum