I was diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome in 1996 during time I spent in a mental hospital. It's been both a blessing and a curse at times.
The curse part comes from things like, among others, taking language literally and having trouble understanding things like irony, teasing and sarcasm. Sometimes I'll be ringing up a customer at work and they'll say something that sounds like a compliment, but it turns out to be a joke and an insult. To my ear, it's all the same. My speaking is often verbose, oftentimes too formal, and has certain tics, most notably starting many of my sentences in my interviews with words like "alright", "okay" and "cool". Those tics were attacked by a user on here when it came to their negative feedback for my Adam F. Goldberg interview, and led me to a brief relapse into the self-abusive behaviors of my teens and 20s, including hitting myself in the head and screaming profanities and hateful things to myself at the top of my lungs.
Physically, it's mixed. I wasn't able to ride a two-wheel bike until I was almost 10 years old, and physical education was my worst subject out of all the subjects I was bad at in my school days. I exercise these days, but my preferred form of exercise is walking around my neighborhood. I try and keep clean, but it isn't easy, and I've often been complained about at work for my hygiene and the condition of my clothing.
When it comes to friendships and relating to people, I have quite a few friends, but most of them are older than I am. Of the friends I had in my childhood, the Monti family have been the only friends I've really kept in touch with as an adult. Other than that, I've only been able to get along with people my own age once I became an adult, but especially in my 30s.
I would often discuss life with Asperger's Syndrome on RetroJunk, and I, along with the other users who dealt with it, was often attacked and made fun of for having it. We all revealed a lot about ourselves on that forum and came to know each other very well. I was called things on RetroJunk like "Mongoloid" and "Ignorant Aspie F-Bomb", and those words hurt. My mother had no sympathy for me, though. She said they were just words on a page written by people I would never meet, and I couldn't tell what the intent behind words were just by reading them. She would say it's a beautiful day in several different tones of voice to indicate that you can't tell what a person is feeling by their words, but when you're called a retard or a liar, you know what's behind those words, and it isn't respect or friendliness.
I was not a good student, preferring to concentrate on pop culture in my high school years as opposed to what we were supposed to be studying. The concentration on pop culture turned out to be a blessing, and this is related to Asperger's. One of the aspects of Asperger's is an intense focus on a particular subject. For me, it was the pop culture of the 1980s, which I turned to in the 1990s and 2000s as a form of escape from the problems I was dealing with in that decade, not only with my AS diagnosis, but with things like extensive bullying, the death of my father when I was 12, and the codependent, toxic and abusive relationship my mother and I had in the last 15 years of her life.
I turned to the pop culture of the 1980s because I saw in that decade what I aspired to the most, things like maturity, calm, and being happy with life. The pop culture of the 80s helped me through some of the darkest times of my life, and has stayed with me as my life has improved in my 30s. As a result of that, I've been able to do scores of interviews with talents who were active in the 1980s, many of whom are my Facebook friends, and several of whom, like Kimmy Robertson of "The Last American Virgin", Jennifer Rubin of "A Nightmare On Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors", and Debra Lamb of 80s cult classics like "Deathrow Gameshow", have become dear friends whom I regularly exchange texts with and get advice from.
That's life with Asperger's Syndrome for me, and thankfully, things have been better for me in my 30s than they were in my teens and 20s, and life just keeps getting better for me.