As an autistic adult, what I’ve found is that I don’t lack any of the guile necessary to recognize antisocial behavior.
It’s that I resist that awareness.
Not so much that it never crosses my mind, but rather that when it comes there’s another part of me rejecting it.
All I had to do in order to stop being so naive, is to simply allow the non-naive part of myself to speak up. I didn’t have to develop it.
It was like I had this security team giving me security briefings each day, and I had just been tossing them in the shredder without a glance. I didn’t have to hire a security team. I already had a really good one in place. I just had to stop ignoring what they were saying.
In fact, I learned that much of my “childish naivete” was actually just a sort of character I’d been playing while trying to fit in when I was younger.
As an autistic adult, what I’ve found is that I don’t lack any of the guile necessary to recognize antisocial behavior.
It’s that I resist that awareness.
Not so much that it never crosses my mind, but rather that when it comes there’s another part of me rejecting it.
All I had to do in order to stop being so naive, is to simply allow the non-naive part of myself to speak up. I didn’t have to develop it.
It was like I had this security team giving me security briefings each day, and I had just been tossing them in the shredder without a glance. I didn’t have to hire a security team. I already had a really good one in place. I just had to stop ignoring what they were saying.
In fact, I learned that much of my “childish naivete” was actually just a sort of character I’d been playing while trying to fit in when I was younger.