So, at age 46 it's official. I am level 1 autistic; I was diagnosed by a psychiatrist that I was referred to by my family doctor. Thing is within a few minutes of meeting me she said she instantly knew. I've never been very good at hiding things.
I strongly suspected I was on the spectrum and had thought so for many years. In fact, when I first learned of WP and started reading the posts here and doing research on my own, it was like a light bulb went off but I had wanted an official diagnosis for a long time. People that I am close to whom I've told were not shocked in the slightest.
Post doctor's visit, on one hand it feels liberating to finally have a confirmed diagnosis as it makes it official. It's like people now know I am not faking or making excuses. On the other, I've thought about how my life may have been different if I would have had early intervention and other what if's. Still, I am where I am and I cannot change things but it greatly explains why I am the way I am.
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Lying sideways atop crumpled sheets and no covers, he decides to dream
Dream up a new self for himself-Pearl Jam
Yesterday, 11:31 pm
