slugger wrote:Yup, what they said..... The only thing I want to add is that 8th grade is KNOWN to be the WORST. For everyone, not just aspies, and for us it's even harder. I also had ZERO friends in 8th grade, I don't even like to think back on it, so the good news is that you definitely have hope for the future. Like TDT said, whatever your situation is now, it is NOT permanent. One thing about us aspies is that we do have the potential to learn social skills, and to make friends, and appear "normal" to most people, it just takes a lot longer to get there.
So just hang on, take this time to learn, practice socializing, expect to fall down and get back up a whole bunch of times, but know that at some point you will be able to look back and think of how far you've come.
I can attest to this. Eighth grade was by far the worst. I started off with no friends, a new school in its first year, so a lot of bad kids went there who had gotten kicked out of other schools. The first "friend" I made was two years older than me, in my class because she was held back a year, and I was a year ahead. She turned out to be into drugs, which for me at 13 was the worst possible thing. She was also a bully and had a vulgar personality, which I inevitably failed to notice.
She moved on from me, like everyone does and I was alone for awhile. Then I started spending time in the fifth, sixth and seventh grade classrooms to get away from the loudness of my own classroom. I a, thankful for having teachers who were nice enough to let me go even though there was no knowledge of AS in myself. I gained a small group of friends in the other slightly misfitted kids. I was invited to ones birthday party. But overall, they too outgrew me.
I then spent most of my recess time crying, and most likely making an embarrassment of myself. No wonder I had not friends. Sometimes the kindergarten teachers would take pity on me and let me help in their classrooms, I loved working with the little kids, and then ended up ditching the rest of my classes to help in theirs, which I loved. Sometimes I would get to the point where I felt like I couldn't breathe and I would get bad headaches and leave school early to go home.
SO, while eighth grade sucked, I made it through. I did have some good friends in high school, though still kept mostly to myself, but I graduated valedictorian, and I pride myself on my skills in school. There are still many times that I feel really bad, quite often lately, but I suffer through, knowing that things will pass, and good times will come eventually, even if they are followed by bad.
I also had a lot of online friends, on a Harry Potter forum where I spent all my time when I wasn't reading. These friends made everything a lot more bearable. If you can not get the courage to join a club, or there is not a club that fits your interests, I can almost guarantee there will be an online forum that will.
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slugger wrote:Yup, what they said..... The only thing I want to add is that 8th grade is KNOWN to be the WORST. For everyone, not just aspies, and for us it's even harder. I also had ZERO friends in 8th grade, I don't even like to think back on it, so the good news is that you definitely have hope for the future. Like TDT said, whatever your situation is now, it is NOT permanent. One thing about us aspies is that we do have the potential to learn social skills, and to make friends, and appear "normal" to most people, it just takes a lot longer to get there.
So just hang on, take this time to learn, practice socializing, expect to fall down and get back up a whole bunch of times, but know that at some point you will be able to look back and think of how far you've come.
I can attest to this. Eighth grade was by far the worst. I started off with no friends, a new school in its first year, so a lot of bad kids went there who had gotten kicked out of other schools. The first "friend" I made was two years older than me, in my class because she was held back a year, and I was a year ahead. She turned out to be into drugs, which for me at 13 was the worst possible thing. She was also a bully and had a vulgar personality, which I inevitably failed to notice.
She moved on from me, like everyone does and I was alone for awhile. Then I started spending time in the fifth, sixth and seventh grade classrooms to get away from the loudness of my own classroom. I a, thankful for having teachers who were nice enough to let me go even though there was no knowledge of AS in myself. I gained a small group of friends in the other slightly misfitted kids. I was invited to ones birthday party. But overall, they too outgrew me.
I then spent most of my recess time crying, and most likely making an embarrassment of myself. No wonder I had not friends. Sometimes the kindergarten teachers would take pity on me and let me help in their classrooms, I loved working with the little kids, and then ended up ditching the rest of my classes to help in theirs, which I loved. Sometimes I would get to the point where I felt like I couldn't breathe and I would get bad headaches and leave school early to go home.
SO, while eighth grade sucked, I made it through. I did have some good friends in high school, though still kept mostly to myself, but I graduated valedictorian, and I pride myself on my skills in school. There are still many times that I feel really bad, quite often lately, but I suffer through, knowing that things will pass, and good times will come eventually, even if they are followed by bad.
I also had a lot of online friends, on a Harry Potter forum where I spent all my time when I wasn't reading. These friends made everything a lot more bearable. If you can not get the courage to join a club, or there is not a club that fits your interests, I can almost guarantee there will be an online forum that will.