“But how you do you know it’s not a NORMAL interest”?
Another illogical sally in an ableist campaign. This one is to claim that I’m just socially awkward because I haven’t been outside much, and not autistic. That’s an overall objective, though. The current one is trying to do is discount my special interests as an autistic thing.
My special interests are certain animations of David Firth’s and Changeling: The Lost. Here, I demonstrate their difference from allistic interests.
1: Special interests are specific.
I have a special interest in Changeling: The Lost. An allistic persyn who was interested in it would probably like other such things. They might like Changeling: The Dreaming. They might like Changeling mythology as a whole, or Fae mythology, or World Of Darkness, the universe that Changeling is set in, which has many other things.
I have a special interest in Changeling: The Lost. I have a special interest in only Changeling: The Lost, and nothing else that is even remotely revevant to it. I also have a special interest in some of David Firth’s animations. My special interest is solely in about 6 of his many, many animations, and nothing else he or anyone like him has animated interests me.
2: Special interests are obsessive.
Sometimes, all I can think about is those 6 animations, or Changeling: The Lost.
I will lay awake, or get distracted for hours researching Changeling: The Lost, or quoting every Not Stanley word for word, which is about 6 minutes of solid dialogue, over and over. Sometimes I can’t even not talk about them, I just have to share this incredibly interesting thing with someone else.
3: Special interests are utterly, utterly wonderful.
I feel very, very little glee. Occasionally, a very nice compliment that I believe over something great I did, or excitement, will give me some, maybe enough to make me flap my hands for a few seconds.
Once, I special interested over Not Stanley, and I lay awake for an hour, twitching and wiggling and wanting to bounce on my bed but not doing so to avoid waking people, squeezing my arms to my sides and my legs together, making hitching, helpless little squeaks of glee in between quotes, expressing that this was the best thing ever and that it was completely wonderful and that I wanted to be like this for the rest of my life because it was awesome.
It was awesome, and the quotes were awesome, and everything was utterly perfect, and if everyone I’ve ever wished dead showed up I’d have forgiven them all right there.
How am I sure it’s not a “normal” (read: acceptable, allistic, desired) interest? Why are you sure that it isn’t, beyond allistic normativity?
You’re the one challenging my superior knowledge and expertise on the subject, so why don’t you give me some evidence beyond denial?