John Makin
Member
Hello, one and all.
My name is John Makin, I am 64 and was diagnosed in 1960 so it took me a while, not to realise I was different, but to discover that there was such a thing as Autism, what it was and what that meant.
Once I came across it, it reminded of a meeting with the son of a neighbour of my Sister back around 1969. He was about 5 years old and was nonverbal.
I had no other contact with and heard not a mention of it until I was 60 and then everything fell into place. I was referred by my GP to a clinical psychologist for another problem and he referred me to the Grampian Autistic Society. On my second meeting with their Specialist Autism Consultant, John Forrester, a diagnosis of Asperger's was confirmed.
I am very interested and think much, am active in FB groups and write a blog intermittently.
I am too, a poet, and have written much on the subject of Autism. Most without knowing that I did so!
After an accident I received counselling for PTSD and was encouraged to write down the images that I saw. Result? Poems rather than text, that I subsequently discovered were all about Autism as the PTSD had stripped away my coping techniques and let the Autism out of the bag.
I am happy and comfortable now with who I am.
My name is John Makin, I am 64 and was diagnosed in 1960 so it took me a while, not to realise I was different, but to discover that there was such a thing as Autism, what it was and what that meant.
Once I came across it, it reminded of a meeting with the son of a neighbour of my Sister back around 1969. He was about 5 years old and was nonverbal.
I had no other contact with and heard not a mention of it until I was 60 and then everything fell into place. I was referred by my GP to a clinical psychologist for another problem and he referred me to the Grampian Autistic Society. On my second meeting with their Specialist Autism Consultant, John Forrester, a diagnosis of Asperger's was confirmed.
I am very interested and think much, am active in FB groups and write a blog intermittently.
I am too, a poet, and have written much on the subject of Autism. Most without knowing that I did so!
After an accident I received counselling for PTSD and was encouraged to write down the images that I saw. Result? Poems rather than text, that I subsequently discovered were all about Autism as the PTSD had stripped away my coping techniques and let the Autism out of the bag.
I am happy and comfortable now with who I am.
