A
few weeks ago my husband emailed me this picture. He said, "This is an
Aspie Mouse!" There is nothing that is impossible, you will just figure
out a way to get what you want.
I like Aspie Mouse. I thought that was very insightful and observant on hubby's part, and hopefully meant to be a compliment.
I
heard someone say that some people have trouble thinking outside the box, but
Aspies don't even know that a box even existed!
I
never could understand why others could not seem to solve problems, when to me
the solutions seemed simple. But, when I offer my solutions people usually
scoff at them. Apparently, my ways are not the way things are done, or more
commonly I'm told that it is impossible and can't
be done.
Ever
since I was very young telling me I could not do something was a sure fire way
to get me to do it. I refused the whole idea of cannot.
I
believe that my Asperger’s Syndrome is at least partly responsible for my
stubborn unrelenting determination. The rigidity in my thinking does not allow
for the answer to be NO, not when the
answer needs to be yes.
If
it was something that I wanted to do, or accomplish, there is nothing in the
world that could convince me I was incapable of doing it. Unfortunately, life
has beaten that optimistic perspective out of me, and I've become resigned,
complacent, unlike myself, and very unhappy about it.
The
battle with my IT class's sound byte instructions this weekend made me want to
quit. I wanted to drop the class. I wanted to drop the whole idea of school
altogether (all or nothing as always). I was about to give up, then I thought
about Aspie Mouse.
Now I know what I must do; I must be Aspie Mouse, become one with the little mouse trying desperately to find a way to that cheese.
I
need to print out the picture of this little mouse, pin it to my bulletin board
above my desk, and look at it every time I think I can't, it's impossible, or I
want to give up.
