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[Jackrabbit]

I'm clumsy, but that's mostly to do with being fairly tall and broad, with long arms and legs. Narrowly set shelves are a nightmare, as are very small objects and poorly balanced things out of my normal line of sight.

Yeah, that there is why I bump into things a lot.

[RF]

I'm clumsy, but that's mostly to do with being fairly tall and broad, with long arms and legs. Narrowly set shelves are a nightmare, as are very small objects and poorly balanced things out of my normal line of sight.

Have a run down of the other symptoms. I thought this was the case for a good deal of time, but it really isn't.

[Nilik]

On the bright side, "above average intellegence" is also a symptom. I think. I'm sure I read that somewhere. Tell me its true!

[Nikov]

They all say that as a morale boost for people affected with it.

I was diagnosed with a syndrome once. Gave me a victim mentality. Did nothing for me but get me depressed. I threw out all that nonsense half a year ago. Life is infinitely better.

[Vector]

They all say that as a morale boost for people affected with it.

Yeah, this pisses me off, mostly because it also seems to be an excuse to deny help if you're above the intelligence cutoff.

I was diagnosed with a syndrome once. Gave me a victim mentality. Did nothing for me but get me depressed. I threw out all that nonsense half a year ago. Life is infinitely better.

I tried to do this, but the mental model where all of this crap unexplainably happened to me for no reason was far more depressing than the model where it could all be explained in time.

To each his or her own =)

[RF]

On the bright side, "above average intellegence" is also a symptom. I think. I'm sure I read that somewhere. Tell me its true!

That's dyslexia.

I was diagnosed with a syndrome once. Gave me a victim mentality. Did nothing for me but get me depressed. I threw out all that nonsense half a year ago. Life is infinitely better.

I didn't it was possible to be diagnosed with Wankeritis. Then again, I guess you have it bad...

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

I'm clumsy, but that's mostly to do with being fairly tall and broad, with long arms and legs. Narrowly set shelves are a nightmare, as are very small objects and poorly balanced things out of my normal line of sight.

Have a run down of the other symptoms. I thought this was the case for a good deal of time, but it really isn't.

It's probably mostly down to my wearing glasses. Very short sighted, so my peripheral vision outside the lenses sucks.

[Leafsnail]

I was diagnosed with a syndrome once. Gave me a victim mentality. Did nothing for me but get me depressed. I threw out all that nonsense half a year ago. Life is infinitely better.

I kindof agree, although I'd have approached it from a slightly different angle (your problems shouldn't have to be defined by a psychologist in order to be recognised as problems).  I mean, the current way of doing it seems misleading in many ways... people who have problems but don't technically fit a definition are thought of as incurable/ not really having problems, people assume that you must medicate someone with a syndrome, and of course possible victim mentalities that could develop.

I tried to do this, but the mental model where all of this crap unexplainably happened to me for no reason was far more depressing than the model where it could all be explained in time.

I'm not sure what you mean by this.  What happened to you happened to you whether or not it fits some arbitrary definition.  Indeed, I don't see why you not fitting a definition would mean that what happened to you had "no reason" (or, if it didn't, why fitting the definition would somehow give it a reason)...

[RF]

I'm clumsy, but that's mostly to do with being fairly tall and broad, with long arms and legs. Narrowly set shelves are a nightmare, as are very small objects and poorly balanced things out of my normal line of sight.

Have a run down of the other symptoms. I thought this was the case for a good deal of time, but it really isn't.

It's probably mostly down to my wearing glasses. Very short sighted, so my peripheral vision outside the lenses sucks.

Yet another excuse I used. :p

[Vector]

I tried to do this, but the mental model where all of this crap unexplainably happened to me for no reason was far more depressing than the model where it could all be explained in time.

I'm not sure what you mean by this.  What happened to you happened to you whether or not it fits some arbitrary definition.  Indeed, I don't see why you not fitting a definition would mean that what happened to you had "no reason" (or, if it didn't, why fitting the definition would somehow give it a reason)...

What happened to me happened, but I'm a hell of a lot happier if I can say "Ahhh, I look strange, act strange, and think in ways that other people find unusual!  I can change some of this!"

Otherwise, I end up with "What the fuck is wrong with you guys?  I'm normal in absolutely every way!"

As much as the little voice in the back of my head continues to say "But come on, guys, I'm just like you, c'mon, let's be friends," knowing that it isn't true makes rejection a lot easier to take.

Also, this removes me from what I believed in high school, which was that clearly I just wasn't doing well enough at schoolwork for people to want to associate with me.

[Leafsnail]

Surely you can say that you're different regardless of whether a bunch of psychologists have assigned a category to you...?  Indeed, why would someone who has similar problems to you but who does not fit into the category not be able to change/ be forced to think of themselves as normal?

I dunno, I just find it odd how much being on one side of a definition can change things...

[Vector]

I'm not arguing with you about this.

To each his or her own =)

This, right here, is the part where I am informing you that I am not going to sit through one more person trying to fuck around with this label and my perception of it.  My business.

Oh, I'm sorry, it seems that I need to justify myself so that all the non-labeled people can feel okay about the words I use for myself. 

I spent two years trying to fight it off, doing whatever I could up to and including suspecting myself of having fabricated the memories that would imply the disorder in childhood.  Do you know what it's like to constantly question yourself of delusion, asking and asking so that you might have a chance of continuing to live in the "normal" box, with all the people who seem to hate you so much, who constantly ask you what your face is doing or what that gesture means because your body doesn't speak the same language?  To spend hours every day crying, because the mere thought of embracing your evident loneliness is so unbearable?

I am already labeled as outside the norm by society, extremely so.  The fact that you don't see this through the internet doesn't mean that you can repudiate it, as multiple people have attempted to do.

The difference is that I don't feel entirely alone.

I don't want to be unique in the world, but people use all these words to imply uniqueness, rareness, specialness.

It makes me sick.  It makes me sick to be set apart, also.

But at least this way I'm set apart with others.

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

I'm clumsy, but that's mostly to do with being fairly tall and broad, with long arms and legs. Narrowly set shelves are a nightmare, as are very small objects and poorly balanced things out of my normal line of sight.

Have a run down of the other symptoms. I thought this was the case for a good deal of time, but it really isn't.

It's probably mostly down to my wearing glasses. Very short sighted, so my peripheral vision outside the lenses sucks.

Yet another excuse I used. :p

My fault for wearing my glasses so far down my quite considerable nose. It's easier to read close up.