Unusual but it's ok

Chapter 2- Unusual but it's ok

I entered the room and there was 3 people there. Astronaut Jung, one woman and one man. '' So your the rookie astronaut'', said Mr Jung. ''Yes I'm Jasmine Henderson, Jasmine as in the flower that grow up to 9 metres and Henderson as in the really rare dolphin species that comes from the bottlenose family, so my name is basically flower whale... I was interrupted with laugh from the man that was standing there. I stared at his identity card. Matt Bentley was his name. The woman stared at me, penetrating me with her sky blue eyes. I recognised those eyes somewhere but I don't know. She was shaking her head at me. Her name was Sophie Centaurs.  My resume is 2 pages long, do you not have the second page'', I said. The second page has a special note saying I have a special condition.'' Explaining this to the others was hard. George Jung let out an 'Ahhh', as if he finally understood. Matt raised his eyebrows at me and Sophie looked expressionless. ''Anyways who is your inspiration'', continued Mr Jung. ''Oh it's Lee Chun li, this amazing Chinese attorney''. She is famous for solving many complicated cases. Whether her name is read straight or flipped it's still Lee Chun li. Deed, noon, rotor, racecar, Lee Chun li. ''Very interesting'', Mr Jung awkwardly stated. Matt responded very sarcastically'' So your very smart eh? It says on your resume you attended Oxford university and was one of the top students. Autistic but amazing Jasmine''. ''I'm not autistic'', came out of my mouth with a slight edge to my voice. ''Ok then what are you'', questioned Matt. 

That is always a question I ask myself. ''What am I''. Am I autistic. Am I dyslexic. Do I have ADHD. Am I neurotic. Am I antisocial. Am I an introvert. An extrovert. What the hell am I? As a young child my dad made me feel that I was the most special person in the world, I was the alpha princess. I displayed many features of different mental condition and learning disabilities. My dad assured me being different, special and unusual was ok. It was good to be unique. But as I grew I naturally came to the realisation my dad was simply trying to make sure I wasn't upset. In some instances he isolated me from the outside world. As if I was a dangerous threat not to be talked to or interacted with. According to Eysenck there are 3 personality traits in a criminal, psychoticism, neuroticism and extraversion. I experienced all 3 as a child. Sometimes I was overly anxious and nervous. I was bipolar when it came introversion and extraversion. One day I was an excitable extrovert and an inhibited introvert the next. What do I have? What am I? Who am I?

When I was in school, I remember one day I was reading  a story as I was the best reader in the class. As I was proceeding to read, the letters started to jump. Then the words started dancing. I was reading all kinds of gibberish. The teacher looked concerned and everyone started laughing. The teacher advised my dad to get me booked for an eye test but nothing abnormal. Even the doctors didn't know what was wrong with me. It wasn't until a year later I discovered I was dyslexic which is why I had difficulty in reading and writing. Then what happened was that I was reading my dad's space book from university. I was reading all the words perfectly fine and pronounced the most difficult of words which sent by dad in shockwaves. We went to the doctor again who was so puzzled that he gave my case to  a different doctor. Very charming. This doctor simply said I had a rare case of dyslexia and not to worry about it.

My life has mostly revolved around ADHD and autism. I got distracted easily and would be a bit strange. I would remember the most random details and facts but flop when it came to everyday life such as going through revolving doors and taking the elevator. Even though the doctor could not explain my weird illness, they knew I was special.

Their comes a day for very parent when they ask themselves'' Is my kid special?''. For my dad that day was December 20th 2012. I was at a doctor's appointment. I was six at the time. I still could not talk, not even mom, dad or other simple words. The doctor diagnosed me with autism and later on ADHD, everyone around me was so perplexed. But the strangest thing is that as I got home one of the girls in the neighbourhood started fighting with my dad. I felt instant fear and wanted to curl up into a ball. I heard the girl saying'' You should die in the planet Pluto''. I then shouted at the top of my lungs' 'Pluto was discovered in 1930 by US astronomer Clyde Tombaugh, who was using the Lowell Observatory in Arizona.