*rubs face* Right. The past week or so has been a cluster of really heavy, often painful, and sometimes aggressive conversations in my family. (Clusters like that tend to happen occasionally, when too many factors converge on too many people - they also tend to domino). Because some of those discussion are my mother and sister attempting to navigate the differences between their general understandings of things versus mine and my father's (with some
big differences emerging between the two of them, too, and some between my father and I, but, y'know, different people, even outside of the gross divides of brain chemistry), my mother started researching Aspergers again. (Which, as a general response, I can't fault. When in doubt, acquire more information).
There were a lot of things that bubbled up during the week, most of which I don't really want to talk about. But there was one thing, because my mam was reading Baron-Cohen and it came up, that sort of fascinated me.
In the book she was reading, the author said two things that impacted me (not sure about the rest).