A Gentleman Traveller

Where do I begin this...this item is as personal to me as anything could ever possibly be. This is not just about me, but to all intensive purposes this is me. Now the reason why I, a twenty-six year old has decided to sit down and write this, is simply because having a form of Autism seems now to be a cause of shyness, of the thinking that everyone who might have the slightest form of Autism, or any mental difficulties should be bubble wrapped, this is wrong!!! To those of you who have ever read anything about Aspergers Syndrome (AS), might only know what you do from what you have read in newspaper articles. Articles that have made it into the main stream media due to people who have it and who have done terrible things, murders, computer hacking etc. These cases are far and few between, people with AS have the potential to do great things and to be great people. To give those of you to whom this might be an introduction to Aspergers Syndrome, an idea of the t

There are times that one spends in deepest regret of things done, words said and lessons not learned. Where you force yourself in silence to scream out and unleash internal agony for only deaf ears to hear. This is not to wallow in self regret, but to lend sound and action to what troubles us the most.  To turn inward sorrow, to external expression. Where we go to our place where only we can hear ourselves scream.  To bury these problems is simply not enough, but to face them and stand up to them and confess them to yourself. This is what is the hardest thing to do, speaking to someone can help with superficial pain those secrets that we allow our selves to share with those whom we trust. It is those items of concern which we do not want others to know of for fear of not being understood and loosing trust and the faith of those closest to our persons. This might cause us to be alone and in world of 7 Billion is something we do not want to be.