One biography I read today online strongly suggested it in the words they used. I think there might be a little bit of justice in the fact, if it were true, that he felt more at home with those little boys than he did with his colleagues or people outside the clinic.

Living with Asperger's or something very much like it has become a journey of discovery. People are always telling me,"I never thought of that" when I explain something that is very commonplace to me.

I know that there are people who think we should just get on with our lives and take advantage of our strengths instead of looking backward and wondering 'what if' someone had realized we had a problem and tried to help. In my case, it is very possible that there were a lot of people who tried to help and did, but I was too wrapped up in my own little world to notice. As for my strengths, I've spent many years as a large fellow with a loud voice, who would entrap anyone who got close enough with a litany of my recent discoveries or theories. It's taken many years for me to learn when to shut up. Now I have trouble knowing when to speak.

There are many things that I still do not know how to do. I do not know who to ask about them, because the first thing I have to do when asking for help is explain just how ignorant I am. People think I am making fun of them when I do that. Sometimes I pity normal people in their own little worlds. The ones that I've just invaded.

I'm sorry. It's lonely in here.