keep fighting the good fight, folks.

[hunter]

4. Hell, my mom got blamed for my asthma...

... my early speech pathologies and what was much later diagnosed in me as Asperger Syndrome too.

The asthma was probably aggravated by a house cleaned with the latest cleaning products. Modern research is tending toward the view that I'd have been better off sleeping with farm animals and eating dirt. An unchallenged immune system often makes up threats, which is why I require inhaled steroids twice daily if I choose to keep breathing.

The Autistic Spectrum stuff has very clearly been handed down genetically from my dad's side of the family; sometimes useful, sometimes not.

I'm Autistic Spectrum, my dad is AS, his dad was AS, and his dad's dad was AS. That line has everything from eccentric geniuses to dysfunctional hermits. An aunt and an uncle of my dad were dysfunctional hermits, supported by family who were either "normal" or had marketable obsessions. My dad and his dad mostly had marketable obsessions. I haven't entirely been so lucky, but sometimes I get close.

I'm not telling how long it took me to write this. When I speak, except for many "canned" and well practiced responses, I speak slow.

When I write I allow as much time as it takes.