First run-ins with autism? - When did the curse first enter your life? :autism:

My elementary school was one of the few elementary schools in my county to be gen-ed/special-ed integrated. Sweet Godbear it was hellish. I remember that one of the really low-functioning kids (I don't know if she was necessarily autistic because she clearly had a cocktail of problems, she was completely non-verbal and barely more compatible with life than a Hartley Hooligan) had the same name as me, and it really got on my nerves that the teacher had to call on me as "Stephanie T." when "Stephanie C.", or whatever her last name was, was never going to answer. Ever.
 
When I got shit out of my mother's barren cunt.

Edit: lol someone rated me dumb just because my home life isn't as bad as this
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Well I been blastin' and laughin for so long
Even my mama thinks my mind is gone.

Seriously, I hung out with D&D nerds and was in the school band. I experienced autismo early.
 
Not long after I turned 3, also being diagnosed with PDD. Thankfully, speech therapy in and out of elementary school has helped tons, even if it meant riding the dreaded short bus (up until 4th grade). Aside from that, I only saw speds during school assemblies and lunch/recess line-ups.
 
In the sixth grade, we were assigned Flowers for Algernon to read. I barely read it..then the class watched the movie. I thought I retarded after seeing how Charlie acted and that fucked me up for a long time, like a year in kid years. I was asking myself if I was a person of that intelligence in 6th grade. It turned out I was just socially awkward and had some serious dyslexia. But sometimes I wish I could just take a shot to cure it all.
It evened out in high school. If you can think/imagine yourself being a retard..turns out you're not retarded.
 
There was this autistic kid in our 4th grade class who was infamous for going fucking berserk and random times. I remember once when he was freaking out the aid tried to pin him to the ground, and the glorious bastard kicked off his heavy-ass leather shoe into the air at the perfect trajectory to send it flying down on her head and then proceeded to sprint out of the room while she was doubled over on the ground. After like 15 minutes one of the bigger janitors at the school came in with the passed out little guy slung over his shoulder and gently placed him back in his seat. Apparently the only way they could get him to settle down was by forcing him to take medication that knocked him out.

Moral of the story: don't fuck with autists, their obsessive personalities give them highly calculated marksmanship and they can pelt you with heavy shit from almost any angle.
 
when I was kid, what would now be considered autism spectrum disorders were typically diagnosed as 'hyperactivity' and treated as such, and I've never met anyone autistic
at 17 I first encountered someone diagnosed with Asperger's, who was about a year younger than me; he was very odd but reasonably functional and could behave himself, so I got on with him

quite a few years later I learned he often went to public toilets and had promiscuous gay sex with anonymous men during this time, which was due in no small part to being raised by an extremely overbearing, domineering mother in a very dysfunctional family environment, so in his case it's not clear how much of his behaviour was down to nature, and how much was down to nurture
 
I went to elementary school with an autistic kid who then grew up to murder an old man in his neighborhood because he was obsessed with serial killers and wanted to be one (or something like that, it's been a few years). At the time, I went to a different high school than he did, but when I heard his name on the news I was like "No, no it must be a different guy with the same name..." and then I saw his mugshot. He looked pretty much the same as he did back in the 4th grade.

So, anyway. Because I was having trouble in school (the school thought I had some sort of disability, which I did but it wasn't autism) they put me in a special ed program that had a lot of autistic kids in it. A few were nice, but there were two boys I couldn't stand at all. It made me sour on interacting with the special ed kids for a while. I would say my early experiences with autists were negative.
 
I went to elementary school with an autistic kid who then grew up to murder an old man in his neighborhood because he was obsessed with serial killers and wanted to be one (or something like that, it's been a few years). At the time, I went to a different high school than he did, but when I heard his name on the news I was like "No, no it must be a different guy with the same name..." and then I saw his mugshot. He looked pretty much the same as he did back in the 4th grade.

So, anyway. Because I was having trouble in school (the school thought I had some sort of disability, which I did but it wasn't autism) they put me in a special ed program that had a lot of autistic kids in it. A few were nice, but there were two boys I couldn't stand at all. It made me sour on interacting with the special ed kids for a while. I would say my early experiences with autists were negative.

This sounds familiar. Was his story ever featured on TV, by chance?
 
Got diagnosed when I was a small kid, and the doctors told my mother that I wouldn't be able to learn nor do anything, except wearing clothes/eat/taking a bath without someone else's help. Even though they were wrong and I've been able to overcome my symptoms, live a normal life and have some friends, I think that autism isn't something to be romanticized.

As for meeting someone with autism, I've met a young guy who has a shitload of interesting history books and music. However, he's extremely obsessed over UK and its culture, and has the shitty tendency to interrupt others when he wants to add something to whatever they've said or just to rebut arguments. And he didn't only do that to his parents (publicly), but also to me when I've wanted to bring my interests up. If it wasn't for his obnoxious rudeness, I would've visited him more often.

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I've met a guy with AS who talked shit about japanese stuff, yet he traveled to Japan like 3 times just to buy plastic animu crap (like Touhou merch and hentai mousepads) and butt masturbators to name them after his OCs. And not only that, he shared his butt collection pic and their names on Twitter.

Why do I have the feeling that the butt collector is RockCandy?
 
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There was a boy in my neighborhood with severe low functioning autism. He just stood on his porch all day rocking back and forth from one foot to the other. For hours. I don't know how he did it. He was really thin so I guess it was great exercise. His mom was a drunk and it was rumored he had FAS as well. There was a sister who was normal and spent most of her time with friends because, well... Who wouldn't if you lived in that house? Everyone thought she was bitchy but I just figured she hated her life.

Anyway, this boy was in his teens and became obsessed with my sister when she was like under 10 years old. She might have been more like five or six when it started and it went on for years. She was terrified of him. All our friends lived on two streets and we had to go by that house to get to them unless we went all the way around the block. To make it worse her two best friends lived right across the street from him and he could see her on their porches.

When he saw her he'd start rocking back and forth faster and faster and would make all these weird noises. He'd get louder and faster as long as she was in his line of sight. My mom became alarmed and confronted the mom. This lady was the type who would be swaying back and forth with breath that could torch a Buick all the while claiming she was not drunk. Her excuse was that he was harmless and autistic and we should just let him do what he wanted. His movements were autonomic and he couldn't control them. But my sister couldn't even go see her friends without him harassing her in his tard way. This was back when even young kids wandered around the neighborhood on their own from morning until it started getting dark. So a five year old didn't usually ask mommy to take them down or across the street. They just went themselves. It was normal. Luckily this freak refused to leave the porch. He was scared of anything beyond the gate.

The mom wouldn't do anything about her son and to be honest, the older he got the more he started to creep everyone else out too. No matter how many people complained she wouldn't make him come in. He was out there all damn day rocking back and forth and bothering my sister. Finally they moved. I wonder if he's in an institution now.
 
Got diagnosed when I was a small kid, and the doctors told my mother that I wouldn't be able to learn nor do anything, except wearing clothes/eat/taking a bath without someone else's help. Even though they were wrong and I've been able to overcome my symptoms, live a normal life and have some friends, I think that autism isn't something to be romanticized.

As for meeting someone with autism, I've met a young guy who has a shitload of interesting history books and music. However, he's extremely obsessed over UK and its culture, and has the shitty tendency to interrupt others when he wants to add something to whatever they've said or just to rebut arguments. And he didn't only do that to his parents (publicly), but also to me when I've wanted to bring my interests up. If it wasn't for his obnoxious rudeness, I would've visited him more often.

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Why do I have the feeling that the butt collector is RockCandy?

You are more lucky than you think. They obviously overestimated your disability when younger. Most cases of Autism turn out just as predicted unfortunately. Some people beat the odds others are stuck within them.

The media has been toning down Autism severity for years by constantly cherry picking the mild cases to show to the public whenever they do a ''story''. I secretly think this is to justify cuts social services to care for disabled people. Let's get real, lots of Autistic people, even Chris Chan, need residential care but aren't getting it. People are now convinced most Autistic people are semi ''functional'' because of these ridiculous stories.
 
My best friend's younger brother is autistic. I've been friends with the guy for over twenty years, but I still remember his brother's first meltdown.

I was hanging out at my friend's house, and my friend had gotten a new computer game he wanted to show me. His brother was playing Ragnarok online, and I guess had been for hours before I showed up. My friend told him to get off the computer for a bit, he wanted to use it. His brother had the "autism voice" if that makes any sense, slow paced, drawn out words, odd pacing... But his brother had told him no. My friend said he could have it back in like a half hour or so, but his brother kept refusing.

My friend said "get outta the chair, carrot top" (younger bro is a ginger) and he completely flipped out. Younger bro threw the mouse as hard as he could into the wall, slammed the keyboard to the floor and slammed two of those old CD tower shelves to the floor. I'm standing there flabbergasted, not knowing how to react. Younger brother looks at me and screams as loud as he could "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT!!!?" and hunches into the chair in a weird fetal position.

Friend's mom comes out of her bedroom, takes younger brother into her room and we hear her disciplining him. She comes out, apologized to me and said that he's on the spectrum.

Friend's younger brother was in the special ed program at our school I found out a bit later and he had quite a few meltdowns, some that involved us at school as well.
 
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My best friend growing up had an older brother with autism that was barely functional. He'd be really quiet except for random freakouts and you needed to be super patient to talk to him because he'd reply to stuff minutes after you say it. Sometimes he'd hang out in the hall outside her bedroom and he'd say random stuff or reply to conversations from hours ago and repeat his reply. The funniest one I recall was being in the bathroom and him saying "GEYSER!" with a voice of great surprise. I guess an hour prior he saw a movie that had one in it and it just registered for him to say it but the timing while I was taking a pee was brilliant.
 
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