Robin Taylor

Whose Reflection Is That Robin Taylor

This book of my poetry is taken from my life's experiences, from years of misunderstanding to physical abuse. All because of being born with High functioning AUTISM. My hope is that anyone who has or has someone in their lives with Autism, may be able to identify with what is written. I have not always been able to communicate verbally how I was feeling or what was going on in my life. Especially when I was young. I was confused and frightened as to how people would react to my explanation of my feelings. Also my actions and reactions were not always met with positive responses or understanding.

I wandered through life trying to fit in with the "normal" way. I now know that my brain was not formatted the same as the average person . I have found that what others find hard to learn or understand, quite often I found easy. Though simple things quite often would nearly drive me up the wall trying to understand. The day to day interactions with people and their grey areas of conversation. I have come to learn that I usually see the world in black and white. The grey areas where often met with confusion and misunderstanding.

I was diagnosed with Asperges when I was 42 years old, the only other diagnoses was ADHD when I was 9 which was the closest fit at the time, I now have both diagnoses. Some people say that to label some one is hurtful and evil. This is sometimes true, though I have come to realise that in some conversations, where I am not able to follow what the other person is talking about, I then explain that I have Asperges, Sometimes it helps the other person to re-explain in a different way. When I have informed people that I have Asperges, Quiet often this leads to them ask what it is, as they have heard of it but don't know much about it. Many take on board and have thanked me for enlightening them on the subject. This leaves me with a good feeling to know one more persons has knowledge about Asperges. I have had evil labels thrown at me, Spaz, moron, defective and others to disgusting to mention. These are the hurtful despiteful labels that are used only for the gain of the person using them.