No, not the personal fragrance, but rather an aspect of life.
Many neurotypical people have obsessions. I know this.
When an autistic person develops one, it is much the same. Except that for some of them? They don’t quite grasp that your head isn’t thinking the same way his head is. The idea that you aren’t as
obsessed interested in this topic is inconceivable.
Today’s topic? Pollution in the Chesapeake Bay. A worthy cause. But honestly? I cannot enumerate all the ways in which the pollution is evident. My son, however, is reading up on the topic in magazines and on the Internet.
I love that he shows a natural interest in the world around him. I don’t mind talking with him about it – listening to his mind process things can be fascinating. But for me, this isn’t an obsession. (Viking invasions into Ireland? That’s an obsession for me!) It’s a topic of conversation.
And I am relieved when he lets me get back to my Vikings for a while.
This does not make me a bad mom. It makes me a balanced human being. And you know what? I’m okay with that.