I have every one of those listed afflictions of neuroticism, in spades.
As for the rest of it: I can see a lot of myself in Hitler, as it turns out, and I do believe the assessment that he had Asperger's; specifically, Asperger's, not autism. We seem to have had a very similar upbringing, as well, as I struggled to establish friendships growing up, and indeed, my only "friends" were two play dates who were forced by their parents and the school counselor to allow me to hang out with them during school. This lasted only two years in elementary school, and I was disillusioned at the time into thinking they were actually my friends, despite obvious (in hindsight) signs otherwise, such as the fact they were always quick to close up an open space at the lunch table so I could not sit down next to them during lunch period. That, and the beatings from my father, his quickness to anger at anything I did that he considered to be "out of line," and the frequent meltdowns I had all throughout my childhood, that I don't think ceased until I had graduated high school, if my memory serves correctly.
I look very similar to him facially, as well, and have that same, dead-eyed look about me. I didn't always have it, judging by the photos of myself from very young (age 2-5, or thereabouts), but it developed quickly with my exposure to my school peers. I can't quite pick out all the similarities consciously, nor put many of them to words, but I can do justice to one facial similarity, I think: that tilt with the eyes, how it seems one stoops ever so slightly lower than the other.
I also take offense at one person describing the aspie way of being homeless instead of employed to be a "preference": I view it as more of a "proclivity," as my current employment situation would certainly prove. I am heavily underemployed in a field I'm over qualified for, and cannot seem to achieve employment in the field for which I am qualified for, despite the effort I've put in for a solid eight years running, now. I want to be successful, but it seems like I keep hitting a brick wall. If I wasn't mooching off my father, I would be homeless, and people like this would assume that I prefer that to regular employment, which is simply not the case. I want employment in my proper, and well-deserved (at this point), field, but it falls on others, on NTs, not hiring me because I'm too different. Hence, I do not prefer my current predicament; indeed, I am putting all effort forth to escape, only to be met with failure, and winding up here as a result. And it's not just my career prospects, either: the same can be said for the effort I put in to make friends, and try to get into a relationship with a female, as well. At least until I realized it was all wasted effort and stopped, to spare myself the wasted energy and time.
And this is for any of those with autism or Asperger's who are disillusioned into believing that "acceptance" of us is a real thing: it isn't. The idea that there will be many more of us is not celebrated, but rather labelled as an "Epidemic." This is how people view us, when the veil comes off. This is where the normies and foids get their "justification" for treating us the way they do: because we are an "epidemic," a plague, on their otherwise beautiful, if a bit flawed, world. A blemish. A stain. For any autists or spergs out there who don't hate the NTs that most certainly hate you, read this picture right here, and let the hatred flow within you, for it is a righteous hatred, and you do not have to feel ashamed for feeling that way. Definitely don't let the soyjaks at reddit talk you down with the lies and gaslighting of "acceptance" and "equality"; there is no acceptance nor equality for the likes of us.
