An adult autistic perspective on growing up on the Autism Spectrum.

I may be 30 now, but sometimes I still feel like I am just playing at adulthood.  I can be sitting in the middle of a conversation trying to keep up, the most immature thing will come to my mind, and I will blurt it out over the top of everyone to the bewilderment of my boyfriend. 

Gosh, can’t anyone just take a step back and see the humor that I find in such things?  Does everything have to be so serious all the time? 

For instance, I was helping to train a new employee who does not speak very good English; in fact, neither did the employee who was helping me to train the new person. 

There was a place that I could not reach and I had to ask one of them to get something for me.  I then proceeded to pull my little short arms in close to my body and call myself Dino from the Flintstones cartoon. 

Batting my arms in the air, jumping up and down, they both laughed. 

However, when I tried to tell the story to my boss, who happens to me my boyfriend, I was chastised for my unprofessionalism. 

I cannot understand why everything has to be so grown up and so serious all the time. 

I feel so out of place at times in this world.

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