Sunday, January 6, 2013

Roller Coasters and Damage Control

I need to find a way to calm the angry voice. You know, that one that starts saying things before the brain actually gets to interpret the situation and realize what is happening...or isn't, for that matter.

Here's the deal, broken down - a situation arises, the brain reacts and doesn't have time to process what's going on, and just reacts. As much as one knows one should probably stop and think about the situation, one cannot help but blurt out what is in one's mind at the time. Or maybe that's just me.

So, the question of the evening is: How does one calm that angry voice, that doesn't involve speaking what is on one's mind without regard to others' feelings or the correct perception of the situation at hand? Or maybe, without too much fanfare, the question should be, how does an Aspie stay in relationships?

A constant roller coaster is no way to dance the dance of life. Going from slow dance to Gangnam Style and back again isn't healthy, especially when others who are watching you attempt to dance can't figure out what dance you're actually doing. One thinks they have a grasp as to what moves to perform and when, and then one false step and suddenly you're either dancing something you didn't intend to or you've fallen down on your face reaching your hand up for someone to help you out, but the crowd around you is so shocked by what they've just seen that you are just grasping at dead air.

Side Note: Where did the phrase "Fly off the handle" come from, and how did it come to mean what it does? (I say that because at that very moment when it came to describing the all-too-familiar idiom, I was at a loss for words)

Silence is golden, so they say. But what if one is incapable of silence? What if the connection between the brain and the mouth is as an automatic baseball launcher, and words, phrases, thoughts, ideas, opinions, or even just the random expletive, are just balls that are haphazardly dropped....that's not really a good way to describe it. What if one felt so strongly of an impulsion to rid the mind, psyche, what have you, of the words, phrases, etc, that if they did not vacate themselves of the words and phrases, they would, in essence, burst? Some people do not understand that, others do, others tolerate it, others are clueless and intolerant.

Needless to say, sometimes that essence, and sometimes that character trait, can be quite frustrating for not only the individual or individuals it is being launched upon, but even more so for the launcher themselves. I say even more so because after the fact, after they realize and give thought to the situation, they've already launched their missiles, and so any explanation is damage control at best.

It's up to the blown-up cities to decide whether or not to accept the Damage Control.

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