(September 22, 2014 at 9:42 am)Drich Wrote:Drich let me level with you. This isnt something that is funny and because you think its I can't take anything you say seriously. I understand you had your troubles in the past as well, but let me tell you, I have been in this situation before too and of does not work. Once someone picks you as a target, it doesn't matter of you change that one behavior or not because even if you do change they will just find another reason so long as your still a target. That is the trick here, make yourself not a target any more in a responsible way.(September 22, 2014 at 7:35 am)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: Well that's the funny part drippy boy, I haven't had barely any contact with these women period and the questions I do ask are entirely professional and work related. Have you ever dealt with bulling before?
Being a 1/2 korean, growing up in a small post war with Japan, Korea and Vietnam southern town in fl with what was simply called a 'slow learning diablity' in the 80's. No not at all. I did not get beat by white bullies, at school, I was not the source of days upon endless days of endless bullying in my own neighborhood, by the kids there. Because in the 80's southern states were if nothing else tolerant.
So when I say stop asking stupid questions and stop creeping people out I have ABSOLUTLY no basis in which to tell you these things will work.
If you are indeed high functioning you should to be able to think a little more systematically and without so much emotion as the rest. Identify the triggers the set off the sheep and avoid them. Learn to blend in. Don't be a pompous ass just because you have a few extra challenges than everyone else. Take what others deem a disability learn to use the benfits and minimize and mange the draw back and be successful with your gift. That is the validation you will really want. Not to have people to just pretend you're their kind of normal.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
