I feel like I'm from my own culture.
If you've ever gone to another culture or country, where you can understand the language but the injokes don't make sense, people seem to click together but you don't quite fit, where you can mostly understand people but the tone isn't right, where there's different rules of politeness. I used to live in a different country where certain rules eg. How you cross legs, how you address others, whats rude etc was different. My peers really struggled with the rule changes but for me it always feels like I'm not fluent and reading out of a guide book. I feel like I think something then have to remember if that fits my context, rather than just knowing the rules
A lot of my thinking is quite manual. When i speak to other people I have to check myself. Ironically I'm in a job where its a high empathy and high communication job but when I start seeing a client I will run through: is my face right? Am I sitting in the right direction? Are my hands in the right place? Feet pointed to the person etc. I sort of have a pose
Add wise my brain struggles to identify what I should be listening to stimulus wise. Other peoples brains learn to block out unimportant noise, eg don't notice clocks until its quiet, can't hear pipes etc. Its what people complain of when they get hearing aids that amplify everything
If I'm talking to someone, my brain pays equal attention to the clock ticking clock, how the noise next door, their foot tapping as it does to what they are saying.
I struggle with textures. Sometimes I spend the whole day feeling every bit of texture eg feeling of a top on my skin, the seam of my jeans on my leg, my sock on my ankle etc and can't concentrate
Other times I lack awareness and my feet might be bleeding etc from bad shoes and I haven't notice or clothes have left bruises
One day I wore some shoes that didn't fit (and weren't mine!) And that dug massively In. My other half asked how I didn't notice but I can feel all shoes on my feet so was just like ah yeah thats shoes for you
Mine comes across in a range of ways. As a child i was diagnosed with dyspraxia and likely add. As an adult I'm told by others I might fit into some of the autism boxs.
I now have good coping strategies and often feel like I dont meet the criteria any more. But when I speak to NT people it can really highlight the differences.
Often things make sense to me. I spend my whole life doing things like chopping awkwardly but as long as it happens I don't care. It makes sense to me and its only when other people try to say "do it the easy way" that i realise certain things don't make sense to others