Feeling like an Alien from another planet

I’ve always felt misunderstood. Not sometimes, but always, and for a long time, I didn’t know why. Growing up, I felt awkward.

I excelled at academics, but I didn’t like school. I didn’t like crowds or noise. I just didn’t fit in. I had a really tough time understanding people around me. I felt like an alien on another planet.

Books were my constant companion, blocking out noise, people, and confusion. Books accompanied me everywhere I went; they were with me at family gatherings, on trips to the store, at school, on car rides. With books, I could be myself.

When I finally found out I have Aspergers as an adult, it felt like God switched on the lights for me. I felt a huge sense of relief and was finally able to understand and know myself. Although, there were nights where I would cry uncontrollably at the thought that nobody would ever be able to understand me. I am blessed to have close friends, and am lucky to now have met new Aspie friends who do understand me. It has been a very long journey and finally, I have come to accept myself for who I am and love myself for me.
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"Be your unapologetically weird self." - Chris Sacca