I'm an aspie who also suffered tourettes mainly during puberty.
At the time it seemed a double blow - the social interaction difficulties combining with nervous tics, head shakes, and involuntary spasms and movements.
A lot of people think tourettes is about the swearing and don't realise the driving forces behind it.
Try to think of it as an overwhelming force or impulse that starts in your core, and drives through your whole body taking your soul with it and trying to drag it out through the centre of your chest. And the only way to relieve the pressure is to spasm, or shout, grunt, any kind of vocalisation - I tended to grunt rather than swear.
Either way, no-one understands it, half think you're a fucking weirdo, the rest are just embarrassed of you. And a significant majority of them want to smack you over for "being a queer cunt". At least that's how it was for me.
I withdrew into music for many years, and tbh although I can fool most of you into thinking I'm quite social, it's pretty damn hard. I sort of grew out of it. Now I hide it a lot by tapping, or doing it really quiet so you won't hear me.
Judge me how you like; after all this time I don't give a shit anymore.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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