
Oct 23, 2015, 06:22 AM
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Originally Posted by Bernard54
My FIL lives with us because he is older and in poor health, mostly due to his poor life choices, but that's another matter. This week he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. So, his whole family is in an uproar, crying and going on like the world is ending. While I found all of this really interesting apparently I've missed the point? I'm being told I'm cold,emotionless and don't really care. But that's not true because I care that my wife is sad and I've tried to help her do things around the house to make her father more comfortable. But, because I have not jumped onto the emotional bandwagon with everyone else I am some sort of monster. Sorry, people live and people die, just like everything else. When my own parents died I felt very little. I liked them but they lived a nice long life, got sick and died..that was a good thing as they were suffering. Maybe I am too cold, I don't know. But I do know that when it is my time to go I don't want all of these people turning everything upside down mourning what I see as a normal, natural occurrence. They can stop in, say goodbye and then leave me alone since I'll probably want to finish whatever book I'm reading anyway.
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Oh, I can so relate to that! Sometimes I just don't get the fuss about something too. Apparently it's because of autism, and I guess it is. People think I'm cold and heartless too. Another thing I don't get (OK not quite the same subject as yours) is why you have to smile at and greet strangers all the time when you walk past them in the street, etc., or colleagues in your office in the morning, what on earth for? I greet people who actually bother to get to know me and be friends with me.
And, you should see, this whole thing has been totally blown out of proportion already! Just because I don't shout "Hi!!!" in the morning when I walk into the office, now my colleagues ignore me. They hate me even. I can't even make a conversation with them without them cutting me off and telling/showing me they are busy. They chatter all the time to one other like lemurs in a tree and I can hardly ever get any peace and quiet to do my work, yet don't dare let me walk over and start a conversation, then they all disappear into their holes to avoid me. I'm literally like some plague or prince of darkness there already!
I guess I will never understand "normalness" and these little rituals and feelings and stuff.
Last edited by Anonymous200265; Oct 23, 2015 at 06:45 AM.
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