I guess I can take this opportunity to come out of the proverbial closet by saying I have mild aspergers. I was diagnosed when I was a month or two old by my mother (who is a licensed clinical social worker) and a friend of hers at the University of California Santa Barbra (who has a PhD in psychology and runs the Autism center there) Due to my early diagnosis, she and the good doctor literally did everything they could to rewire my brain to make it more normal. They made me touch objects weird textures such as lizard skin and pumpkin guts, played loud noises and music for me ALL THE TIME, put me through physical therapy to improve my balance and sense of direction, and took me to group therapy sessions where I practiced making friends, all before I entered the first grade. They literally tried every trick in the book to get me back to normal and to a degree, it worked, so much so that even my current psychologist doubts I can even be classified as even a mild asperger anymore. I no longer respond to different textures like I used to (except for things such as dirty dishes), loud noises barely bother me at all, I had a small but loyal group of friends in highschool, I even automatically use eye contact due to forced repetition and training.
But even all of that doesn't mean that the aspergers is gone completely, despite my psychologist's instance. I still have the urge to fidget with objects (such as twirling pens or pencils) or pace whenever I'm thinking or nervous, still LOVE the feeling of pressure (Orngjce, dentist's lead vests are THE BEST), still have a bit of social awkwardness and anxiety, and still am prone to bouts of anger that can turn me from an introverted guy into an irrational beast that only cares to maim and kill, in the vain of Jekyll and Hyde(I hate the word tantrums as it really understates the scope of the anger). Besides that though, I also have severe depression and suffer from bouts of paranoia, albeit infrequently.
Also, I'm a curie. Sue me.