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Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Thu Jul 17, 2008 3:55 am

Kaylis Americanis

Age: 19

Sex: Female

Self-Diagnosed Asperger's Syndrome


* food sensory issues
-Very limited diet, but lately trying to diversity just a bit. I was allergic to soy products as a young child, so I mainly ate a special formula, Cheerios, and...I think that's about it. Then I progressed to bread. Then, 17 years later, I can go about as somewhat of a "normal" person, without food allergies, but still aversions (that I sometimes say are allergies so people won't make me try something that I really don't want to :lol:) I used to think my limited list of food I would eat was due to my diet as a baby/child, but now am accepting autism as more of a player in my life than I ever thought.
-I do not eat "red meat", other than in tacos. I eat chicken and turkey (I much prefer it powdery, thinly shaved, rather than sliced, because its "slimy" feeling). I hate the smell and texture of fish...I con't really remember the taste, but I don't think I could get over the former two traits to eat it, no matter how it tastes. I prefer salty flavors. As a pre-teen (before I knew how INCREDIBLY bad for me this could end up being in the long run) I would shake out a palmful of salt into my hand and lick it clean...secretly of course, I was reprimanded once, and hid it from then on. I stopped doing that, though, which is probably for the best.
-I won't let my foods touch, although there are a few exceptions: If they are dry foods that cannot contaminate each other, or dry food and packaged food, they can touch slightly, but I will usually move them. I will not use the same utensil if the first food was liquidy or left any residue on the utensil. I eat all of one food first, then move on to the next; I don't take a bite of one food, then another of a different, then again of another. I also like to have four things whenever I make my meal at home: sandwhich/main entree, fruit or vegetable, dairy (yogurt or cheese, since I don't like milk), and a snack-type food, like chips.I place the main entree forst, then the fruit to the right, the dairy to the left, and the snack directly across.
-I like some kinds of nuts, and I love ice cream, but will not eat nuts in ie cream. I don't know why, I just never have liked it. I may suck the ice cream off, and place the nuts aside, and then eat them after, but not in the same bite. I also don't like nuts in candy or brownies.

* sexuality, * gender

-Heterosexual, but lately "appreciating" beauty/sensuality of all genders. I went through a phase in high school of dressing in men's clothing (pants and shirts) and wishing I was male. However, I exited this phase my senior year, I believe. I still am not very feminine, but I do acknowledge my feminine aspects, though not overtly so. I dress in loosly fitting clothes, but sometimes may wear something tighter--not so tight so that other people would call it any tighter than "normal" for others, but compared to my usual, it is. I do not like dresses, but will wear one if I have to. I prefer dress pants with flared legs, and a long-sleeved shirt. I don't like to act like "girls do." I have a male frioend who is the steretypical gay man, but who is not gay. He is more girly than I am, and gives me friendly teasing about it all the time.
-I have always preferred the company of guys. The majority of my friends have always been guys. I usually have some girl friends that are at my level of femininity.

* interests/obsessions
-I spend a disproportionate amount of time on work for my art classes. I always have. I loved art classes all through my school years, and may be minoring in Art in college. I enjoy making things, and also usually end up liking the results so much that I don't want to sell or give away anything. As a result, the walls of my rooma re filled with my drawings and paintings.
-I first took a foreign language class in eigth grade, where we studies German, French, and Spanish. I immediately loved the idea of language, and latched on to Spanish. I took four years of Spanish in high school (we were only required to take two years of a foreign language.) I originally chose Spanish because my sister took Spanish, and I figured she could help me out. I fell in love with it, and still am. I am majoring in Spanish in college, and have many internet-friends with whom I speak mostly in Spanish, ocassionally helping them learn some English.
-Cats. I have 6 in my home currently, and have had numerous others in my life. They always seem to like me best of the whole family, and I like to spend time with them, sometimes rather than people. I love going to the vet, because they usually have a few cages full of kittens to sell. They all seem to like me immediately. My family thinks I should be a vetrinatian and take advantage of my "way with animals", but I wouldn't want to have to put animals down, or inhect them, or even work with dogs. I hate dogs. Although I can stand to be around them more now than I used to. I used to be terrified of any dog, even the tiny ones.
-Anything Irish or Celtic. I love Celtic designs, shamrocks, Irish/Celtic music, and want to visit Ireland someday. My first (and only, so far) tattoo is of a shamrock. I love Irish accents, Saint Patrick's Day, Connemara marble (found only in Ireland), and Gaelic (although I passed through the obsession of wanting to learn Gaelic; there are not too many resources to teach oneself Gaelic.)

* the diagnostic process

* co-occurring conditions (e.g., ADHD, OCD, etc.)

* your talents
-Art, Spanish, cats (see above, Obsessions)

* social phobia
-I have only done less than ten formal presentations in school in my life sine 6th grade. More than half of those were in college, where I was in a "Learning Community" for freshman who were undecided on their majors. There were 15-20 students in four or five of the same classes. We were pretty close at the beginning of the year, and I really liked my professor, who helped me get through my social anxiety my fisrt semester of college. He didn't know it then, or even now, how much of a help he was. Even I am not sure. I have pregressed exponentially since my freshman year of high school, when I would not talk in more than one word, or a short phrase, if neccesary. I had no real friends, only nice people in my classes with whom I would eat lunch with out of fear of eating alone. I started making a few friends the next semester, but still hardly ever talked. Now, in my second year of college, people still say I am very quiet, but I feel like I am a lot more relaxed and talkative, socially, especially with poeple I have know for a long time.
-I don't like meeting new people, unless I am with a good friend whom I hove know for awhile, or with family. I talk more online to my friends than I do fsce-to-face. I met my boyfriend online at a Learn New Languages website, where people can chat with others in a language they are learning. I was learning Spanish, and he was learning English. We have known each other for six months, and I feel like he knows me better than anyone else, even my mom. A little.
- I hate talking on the phone. I will if absolutely neccesary, but prefer to do things in emails or online. Even a face-to-face with a new person is preferable to the phone. I have called my boyfriend a few times, but still was nervous, to the point of a mini-panic attack. (Luckily, my pre-paid international call ended just as I stopped being able to speak. Perfect timing.)

* high school experiences
--see above--
* college experiences
--see above--
* Disability

* friendships
--see above--
* relationship with parents

* autism in your family

* Broader Autistic Phenotype/Autistic Cousin/Shadow Syndrome

* autism research

* health care
http://kaylalikeschikin.blogspot.com/

http://allpoetry.com/LaPoetaSinLimites

I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Thu Jul 17, 2008 8:20 pm

Bathing Habits:

I used to take hour-long showers, until I realized that "normal" people shower for thess than 10 minutes. Then I tried to go really fast and paid attention to time, and ended up at about 5 minutes. I then realized that I would kind of space out and listen to the water running for apparently, 45 minutes when I showered. Now I keep a big clock on the counter so I can see it and keep track of time. Now I can stay at about 10 minutes.
http://kaylalikeschikin.blogspot.com/

http://allpoetry.com/LaPoetaSinLimites

I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Fri Jul 25, 2008 12:46 am

Medical History:

*Meningitis as a baby, soy and possibly milk allergies for the first few years.

*Chicken Pox in the eyes as a young child

*never broken a bone :lol:

*hardly ever get sick. If I do, it is either very very slight and gone after a day or two, or terrible and I nap for a day or two, and then it is gone. I don't conciously do anything to avoid sickness, such as compulsively wash my hands or eat especially clean food...in fact, I wash my habds if they are dirty or if I was outside before eating. I also will eat dry food if it falls on the counter, sometimes the floor, unless it lands in something :oops: I'm not too compulsive about those things.

*It seems that I am almost always cold. This may be because I eat ice too much, or that my family keeps the house freezing cold (as has been commented on by others that come in).

*Diagnosed/medicated for depression in...8th grade. I have been on two different medications a few times. The first one helped, and then we tried to "take a break" from it, but that didn't turn out well, so I went on a new kind (Paxil), but that also didn't work as well, so now I am back on Zoloft, which is going well.

*Around the same time we first went to the doctor for depression, they suggested "therapy". I knew as soon as they suggested it that it would not help me, and said as much to my mom after we had left the doctor's. We never did talk about that idea after having dismissed it. I'm pretty sure all that would have happened would be my mom and I coming in, me nervous as hell, her talking too much, me ending up crying out of anxiety, and the therapist declaring that we were both insane, :lol: Ok, maybe not the last part, but still, not too helpful, I wouldn't think.
http://kaylalikeschikin.blogspot.com/

http://allpoetry.com/LaPoetaSinLimites

I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Tue Jul 29, 2008 5:40 am

***Missing People***

People always say "I miss you" to people who have been gone a while. I say it too, but don't ever really feel it. I don't miss people. Once they are gone, I don't really think about them... My sister went to her first year of college when I was a junior in high school, and she was gone, but I didn't "miss" her. I didn't really think about her, unless my mom told me about her, or if she called, or something. Even then, it wasn't like "Oh, I wish she was here right now..." It was more, "Oh yeah, how is she doing? Still alive, healthy, doing well? Cool." My family (grandpa, aunts, uncles, cousins) live in different states, and we visit a few tiems a year. When I am at home, I don't miss them. I look forward to seeing them after awhile of being at home, but not in the "I can't stand another day without you guys" way.

I never really thought about how I feel until I "discovered" I was an Aspie. I have read and heard that we are "emotionally distant" and I guess this fits into that description. I have always been like that. In school, I hardly ever talked to or saw my school friends during the summer, and they would all be so sad to be going on vacation and not be able to see each other until they got back, but I never really cared too much. They and I would be there next year, so we would see each other eventually, what was the big deal?

However, since I have been "dating" my "boyfriend" online for 6 months now, and we still haven't met face-to-face, it makes me very sad soemtimes that he is so far away. Although I guess we technically can't "miss" each other, having not oficially met, I only miss him when we haven't talked in a few days. This is the first situation in which I fell like another person has a significant effect on my life.

I guess I will put in the new topic, brought to you by the Train of Thought Railroad Co.

***Relationships***

I met my boyfriend online, he lives in Colombia, and we talked for the first time all night and hit it off right away...through instant messenger. We talked every day practically, or as frequently as possible (barring vacations and internet problems) since then, in January of 2008. I even overcame my loathing of talking in the phone to call him and let him call me from work. Despite the fact that I was extremely nervous and we were talking in slow, careful Spanish on his part, and even slower, disjointed Spanish on my part, and a bit of English, I would say it went better that I could have hoped.

The fact that I would call someone I had never met face-to-face and be able to talk to them like I did online would have been almost unbelievable a few years ago, even one year ago. But I feel like, he must be very important to me if I am willing to do that just to talk to him better, to hear his voice.

The fact that he lives so far away could be either a blessing or a curse for me. I know things wouldn't have went as well had we met face-to-face the first time, since I am not too social, as we all may understand here. But also, the distance makes it worse, because I hve a tendency to be suspicious and worried, not just about what he's doing, but if he's okay when we aren't online together. Bogota, Colombia isn't the safest place in the world...(sarcastic grin)...

I'm not sure if I met him at a point in my life when I would have changed so much whether I met him or not, or if he has changed me in his own way. Either way, he will always be one of the most special people in my life, along with my mom (of course) my sister (kind of) and my best friend from high school. This may seem a bit morbid and weird, but I have found that a good way to know if you love someone is to imagine how you would feel if they died. Not how you would be expected to feel, but really, truthfully, secretly maybe. I would be devastated if my mom died. My stepdad...not so much. He's kind of irritating. I feel like an a**h*** for saying and thinking that, but its the secret truth...well, not so much a secret anymore...


However, understanding my psycological reasons for all this helps a lot.

Thanks Gesalt friends :)
http://kaylalikeschikin.blogspot.com/

http://allpoetry.com/LaPoetaSinLimites

I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Tue Jul 29, 2008 6:04 am

***Olfactory Issues***

I notice smells a lot more than people I know do. I love the smell of old books, new books, fresh-from-the-printer paper, newspaper, wood (i even go so far as to buy those cedar balls that are used to absorb odors, just to put everywhere i can), cats fresh from the groomer, bacon (though I hate the taste), kettle corn (also don't eat it), paint (art and house paint, probably not too healthy though :lol: ), the outdoors, snow, ice, the rain, crayons, and many other things I csn't recall now but know when I smell them.

I can't stand the smell of cigarette smoke (even if someone smokes far away and then comes near me, I usually move, even though it might seem rude.), most perfumes, many scented lotions/soaps/candles, hairspray, fish, frying onions (I don't mind fresh onions, or cutting them), rubber, gasoline, strong-smelling flowers, and again, many more things.
http://kaylalikeschikin.blogspot.com/

http://allpoetry.com/LaPoetaSinLimites

I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Mon Nov 17, 2008 4:38 am

I don't cry nearly as much as I used to but I still cry too much, I think, or at least at inappropriate times. If I'm very angry or extremely nervous/anxious, or of course sad or depressed, my first impulse is to cry. Well, its not really an impulse, I just do without wanting to.

Due to my personal relationship with my, for lack of a better word, online-boyfriend, I often read into his words anger or annoyance that simply isn't there. Once such incidence of this promted me to write this and get it out. (Don't worry, I also talked/am talking ot him about it.) But whenever we fight or I accidentally offend him and I think he would be angry about it, I end up crying. But now that I've discussed it with him just now, we apparently, from his point of view, have only ever fighted the once a few weeks ago when for the first time I got really angry and told him off. I'm not going into details here, of course, but we figured things out and that fight ended peacefully. And the other "fights" have just been me over-reacting and not wanting to hurt him but thinking I had and becoming very sad about that.

I usually like to end a rant like this with a positive sweeping conclusion statement, but I'm temporarily out of stock. Sorry, maybe next time. :mrgreen:
http://kaylalikeschikin.blogspot.com/

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I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Tue Feb 24, 2009 3:37 am

Lately I have been feeling "more autistic than usual" probably because I am doing this art sculpture piece about autism :lol:

But lately I have been obsessed with stepping on the sidewalks correctly.

The sidewalk blocks are usually 2 steps long, but some are randomly 1 or 3 steps long, and its getting annoying...I can't step on the cracks because then that foot feels heavier than the other and I have to time it right to step on a crack with the other foot to even it out. I also like to step with the right foot on the first step of each block, which is why the numbers mess it up. Althouhg in some stretches, there are a lot of 3-step-blocks in a row, so I can alternate which foot goes first.

I also had a good idea for when I have panic attacks: I could just say, "I'm having a panic attack." and leave. That makes so much sense. :roll: Because I feel so dumb in front of people during it.
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http://allpoetry.com/LaPoetaSinLimites

I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Sun Mar 15, 2009 7:55 pm

Sensitivity To Pain

I remember when I was little, I hated whenever my mom would cut my toenails, because it "hurt" (even though, looking back now, of course it didn't.) Also, cracking the knuckles of my toes would "hurt." Now I realize many things back then that hurt really just were annoying or unpleasant, and I didn't know how to describe that other than "hurting." I also respond by saying "Ow!" if something touches/hits me by suprise, even though it doesn't hurt at all. If I actually do hurt myself (such as running into furniture) it will hurt badly and then I'll forget about it. I have bruises all over and don't remember where I get them, because things only hurt right when they happen, and then I don't care. If something actually does hurt for an extended perriod of time (such as getting my tattoo or having a hangnail) I just get used to it quickly and forget about it unless the pain increases suddenly.

Autism in Family

My mom says that my dad probably had Asperger's, even though not at all diagnosed. He apparently took "Small-talk classes" for work, and was not very social. (They get divorced when I was about 7, so I don't remember or am not able to infer about his behavior from back then.)

My mom also tells me that she was as painfully shy as I am/was when she was younger. Which I can hardly believe. She is the opposite of that now. Loud, talks too much, to everyone possible. :lol:

My sister....I'm pretty sure she is the same as me, but much milder. And she would never want to admit that, even to herself. She is painfully intent on being "normal."

:cat:
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I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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Re: Kaylis Americanis

Postby Kaylis-Americanis on Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:07 pm

I have always had time-management problems. I will try to estimate how long something will take me and am usually way short or way long. I get lost in whatever I'm doing, and that can either mean I get it done faster than I planned, or I get too involved and take a long time.

A related subject is showering. When I was younger (since I was able to bathe alone, until I was about 15-16 years old) I took hour-long showers, with extremely hot water. This fact came to my attention when we realized the wallpaper was peeling off the walls from the combined heat and prolonged steam presence. So now I can take a shower in about ten minutes, with or without a clock to keep tabs on the time. Yesterday I decided to see what would happen if I didn't look at the clock at all while I was in the shower. I made it out in about 13 minutes, but was alternately lost in time (thinking about random things and not aware of time at all) or extremely anxious about how long it had been. It felt like I had been in there for a half-hour at least. I was nervous about being in for too long; I don't know why.

But then I realized, I always like to know what time it is (unless I am working on an art project or something on a day when I have literally no other responsibilities or commitments). I keep my cell phone with me all the time so I can quickly check the time. I plan out my activities carefully so I will have time to eat dinner. One exeption is my pottery class that runs once a week form 6-9 PM, and I usually pack a sandwich or something in case I get hungry during class, since I won't have dinner. And I can't eat dinner early or if I'm not hungry.

I've gotten in to the habit lately of (when we don't go out to a restaurant to eat) I will eat my main dish (sandwich, etc) and a yogurt or fruit, then wait awhile until I get hungry again, and eat fruit or yougurt (whichever I didn't have earlier), and then later have a snack food. I started this because I had read that it is better to eat more, smaller meals throughout the day than a fewer big meals. THis keeps blood-sugar levels rather constant, and as a result, energy and mood levels are constant as well. I have found this to be true.

That is a large change from my usual (four part meal in a specific order at once at a more-or-less fixed tiome of day for each meal (usually just lunch and dinner, since I used to not get up early enough to eat breakfast, which I am also changing)). That is okay though, because it is a completely voluntary large change. When the family plans or school/work plans for the day end up making time for dining difficult, this upsets me a bit. But I try my best to always eat something around meal times.
http://kaylalikeschikin.blogspot.com/

http://allpoetry.com/LaPoetaSinLimites

I am artistic...autistic....artistic....autistic.....

"Persistent preoccupation with parts of objects."
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