Yeah, I am free to do what I want any ole time. At least it feels this way. I put my last post into faceachebook about 40 hours ago, saying 'I am going to take a break from facebook and thank you for the previous support and like or my daughters pictures but its time to part company for a while. I can't say I haven't had the compulsion to go back as its a kind of routine and ritual, plus people had messaged me. However, stay a way I will. It was doing my head in. I was sitting night after night, week after week, month after month etc bashing my life onto my wall, to receive a like every now and again. I truly felt like a troll by the end. I know part of the problem was I didn't flirt with anyone or talk on instant message and used my wall and comments to say everything I wanted to say. I had nothing to hide and I wanted nothing.
I became bored with people constant need to give advice without looking at all the facts or listening to my point of view. It seems if they have done something a certain way, then so should I. We are all different, similar because we are cruel humans but different in the control we have over said cruelty; to the land we live in and the people and animals we share the earth with.
This is a short post because I am just about to jump out the door. I have to endure my ex's house for the afternoon because she off to work and is waiting for a grandfather clock of something being delivered.
Thursday, 31 January 2013
Sunday, 27 January 2013
Aspergers/ HFA test, score 40
I just scored 40 out of 50 in a high functioning/aspergers test. Above 32 people are diagnosed with aspergers or autism and above 34 is extreme. I should seek proper advice about being properly tested, as I have suspected for a while now, I am a high functioning adult with autism.
I am not sure what difference it will make knowing I have this disorder other than possible put some things into perspective for me.
http://www.piepalace.ca/blog/asperger-test-aq-test/
I am not sure what difference it will make knowing I have this disorder other than possible put some things into perspective for me.
http://www.piepalace.ca/blog/asperger-test-aq-test/
Its an unhealthy compulsion, sitting liking and re-sharing meaningless posts on face crooks. I went in because a friend had made a not so welcome comment on a picture I had uploaded and a friend of their's who had become a contact of mine had agreed with them. I felt a bit ambushed. I didn't mind my older friends comment its more the fact the other person agreed with them, at my expense, kind of put my back up. I will probably unfriend and block them as they obviously are reading into my life what they want and not what I am saying. I think what people really don't get is I had to teach myself how to read and write and have never sat an exam in my entire life. So when I write I can often make mistakes, I only see when I return to a post. I don't like people making statements about my life which includes the words unhealthy unless they are agreeing with something unhealthy I have pointed out, other wise I take it as a criticism. I wouldn't use the words unhealthy when it came to their life, so don't expect it back.
Saturday, 26 January 2013
Decanting from facebook
How single mums deal with 2, 3 or more hyper active kids, I will never know. Phoebe has been battling all week to do what she wants to do or eat and nothing else. Today she doesn't want to go with her mum, so has been hiding all morning under beds and in cupboards, refusing to get dressed. When her mum eventually turned up about 1pm, we both battled to get her dressed, then she had a tantrum, about not wanting to go with her mum and wanted to stay here. Mum walked out crying and now Phoebe has reverted to containing me, from going anywhere. She is in for a sharp shock because we are getting on the next bus.
I started writing the above post for, either my personal wall or the page I manage on facebook. However, lately I have really started to question my use of facebook, especially as a blog come photo album.
Tonight after returning from eventually handing my daughter over, to her mother. I cleaned my kitchen and sat down and staring back at me, was the above paragraph/update I had failed to press send on.
My issue with face book is the constant inappropriate advice people feel over whelmed to dish out, left, right and centre. Its usually ill informed, bland and something I would have already tried and posted about. I find if you try and ignore the advice, they will think its good advice and keep posting crap life instructions at you and if you say no offence,but I didn't ask for advice, then offence will be taken. Its a no win situation. So, I have reached my end with facebook as, a blog. I am no longer going to invest my time, energy or life experiences to my trivial wall or page.
I have been meaning to put some energy into kick starting this blog and here I am and now is as good a time as any to batter a few hundreds words into my keyboard.
I started writing the above post for, either my personal wall or the page I manage on facebook. However, lately I have really started to question my use of facebook, especially as a blog come photo album.
Tonight after returning from eventually handing my daughter over, to her mother. I cleaned my kitchen and sat down and staring back at me, was the above paragraph/update I had failed to press send on.
My issue with face book is the constant inappropriate advice people feel over whelmed to dish out, left, right and centre. Its usually ill informed, bland and something I would have already tried and posted about. I find if you try and ignore the advice, they will think its good advice and keep posting crap life instructions at you and if you say no offence,but I didn't ask for advice, then offence will be taken. Its a no win situation. So, I have reached my end with facebook as, a blog. I am no longer going to invest my time, energy or life experiences to my trivial wall or page.
I have been meaning to put some energy into kick starting this blog and here I am and now is as good a time as any to batter a few hundreds words into my keyboard.
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