Autism is your superpower

It’s 2018.

I’m in my 1st year of schooling to become an electrician.

My class is filled with all kinds of people.

• Nerds.

• Stoners.

• Red necks.

But 1 guy stood out:

Nick.

He was funny, smart, and… slightly autistic.

He and I shared the same dark humor, so we quickly became friends.

And one day, he comes to my place to hang out and play video games.

This is where things get a bit weird…

I Pulled Out Something Magical

While Nick is gaming on my Xbox, I reach for an innocent-looking crumpled brown paper sitting on my shelf.

I pull out a baggie of magic mushrooms like I'm revealing the Holy Grail.

"wAnNa dO sOmE mUShRoOms??!" I say in the most ridiculous voice possible.

Nick doesn't even look up from the screen. "Sure."

Wait. What?

This is the same guy who brings his lunch in a perfectly organized bento box.

The same guy who color-codes his electrical textbook notes.

The same guy who sits at the front of the class.

"Are you serious? You've done shrooms before?"

"Nope. But let's do it." he replies.

I'm staring at him like he just said he wants to become a stripper.

But Nick's already back to headshot-ing noobs, completely unfazed.

F*ck it. I love a good story.

So I start weighing out a couple grams for the 2 of us.

What Happened Next Broke Our Brains

30 minutes later, we're both coming up hard.

The TV screen starts breathing. Colors are painting themselves across the walls. My body feels like it's made of warm honey.

Houston, we have liftoff.

I'm wondering if I just accidentally murdered my straight-edge friend with hallucinogens.

Then Nick does one of the dumbest things you can do on mushrooms…

He fires up a horror game called Outlast.

If you don't know, Outlast is basically "try not to shit yourself while being chased by psychotic killers" - The Video Game.

Normal people play this game by screaming, running in circles, and hiding in lockers like scared children.

But not Nick.

This beautiful autistic bastard starts STUDYING the AI patterns.

He's literally calculating optimal escape routes while giggling like a mad scientist. Mapping out enemy movement patterns. Finding glitches in the game mechanics.

"If I move here at exactly 7 seconds, the psychopath always turns left," he says, completely calm while a virtual maniac is trying to murder him with a meat cleaver.

I'm watching this happen, higher than a NASA satellite, thinking: "This dude is operating on a different frequency."

Then He Dropped Something Heavy…

Around midnight, during a loading screen, Nick gets quiet.

"You know I'm on the spectrum, right?"

I joke about him being autistic, but I didn't know he actually was.

"I hate it sometimes," he continues.

"My brain won't shut up. Everything has to be perfect. I can't relate to people. I feel like an alien most of the time."

He tells me how he envies me. How I can talk to anyone. How I seem so "normal" and confident.

Meanwhile, I'm thinking about how I used to get made fun of for being the socially anxious fat kid.

How I understand feeling like an outsider.

But I'm also watching this guy dominate a horror game through pure pattern recognition while most people would be pissing themselves.

"Dude," I tell him, "you don't have a disorder. You just have a different way of thinking. That’s your superpower."

I explain how he just spent 2 hours analyzing game mechanics that would take normal people weeks to figure out.

I see the gears turning in his head.

His serious demeanor turns into a smirk.

“It’s just a different way of thinking…” he repeats under his breath.

And that’s when I realize…

For Nick’s whole life, he was told there’s something wrong with him.

I was the first person to tell him he’s got a gift.

That one conversation completely reframed how he thought of himself.

Tactical Autism Is Your Superpower

If you’re reading this?

You’re probably built different.

You've been told your whole life to "lighten up" and "don't be so intense."

You've tried to force yourself into everyone else’s mold.

But what if the traits that make you “weird” to others make you wealthy in business?

If you look at most billionaires, they have "autistic traits:

• Bezos - Obsessively customer-focused to a psychotic degree.

• Jobs - Perfectionist who made designers redo things 47 times.

• Musk - Openly admits he's on the spectrum, revolutionizes industries for fun.

You think these people would have revolutionized the world if they were stuck playing by society’s rules?

Hell nah.

They leaned into their weird way of thinking and built their own business.

And the same goes for you.

You likely have a level 10 mindset, stuck in a level 3 opportunity.

And the only way you’re going to live the life you want is by breaking “normal” rules and making your own with a business.

Society calls this "autistic."

I call it your "tactical advantage."

Lean into it.

Your Canadian friend,

Dakota “Tactical Autism” Robertson

P.S.

If you’re a bit autistic (like me)

, you’re exactly who I wanna help.

My program shows you how to lean into your weirdness and build a ghostwriting business on your terms.

This is not for the "balanced" crowd who wants to work 20 hours a week and get rich.

This is for the intense people who want to turn their obsessive drive into a freedom-based business.

If that sounds like you, click here.

P.P.S.

Growth Ghost member, Kush, recently landed his 2nd ghostwriting client and is at $1,950/month.

Not bad for India’s average income being ~$3500 per YEAR.

Huge congrats to my autistic friend, Kush.