Autism and autism related disorders such as PDD-NOS (my diagnosis) can not fully be understood unless one is actually living with it. I have often felt my parents don't fully understand me, even after 27 years. They know a lot about me, yes, but they don't know how the things they say make me feel inside. I know they love me, and I love them, its just hard sometimes. Indeed, i am sometimes a mystery to myself, and have no idea why i do the things i do sometimes, or why i cant seem to stay organized or manage my time better, even after MULTIPLE attempts to do so. That's when life gets frustrating, when i keep losing things because i lose track of them, or i'm late because of not managing my time correctly. It's days like that where i really feel down on myself. But, then there are days i do well at a lot of things and then im on cloud nine. My parents get frustrated when i lose things, when im disorganized. I can't say i blame them; after 27 years, their patitence wears thin. Being a parent to an adult child on the autism spectrum would doubtlessly entail mountains of patence. Some days i really do wonder whether i am doing better in terms of life manangement, and some days i have to say "no, im not" And it's not for lack of trying. All I can do is live each day as it comes, and try to better than the day before. It's not easy..but, then, when is life ever easy? It's the struggle that builds charachter. If life was suddenly easy, we would never be challenged, and we would never grow.